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PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 


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THE   SANCTUARY. 


"  Sing  us  one  of  the  songs  of  Zion."    Psalm  cxxxvii.  3. 

"  I  will  sing  with  the  spirit,  and  I  will  sing  with  the  understanding  also. 

1  Corinthians  xiv.  15. 


George    EL: 


BOSTON: 

JAMES    MUNROE    AND    COMPANY. 

CHARLESTOWN  : 

CHARLES    P.    EMMONS. 

18  4  5. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1845, 

By  James  Muneoe  &  Co. 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  Massachusetts. 


Stereotyped    by 

GEORGE    A.   CURTIS; 

NEW  ENGLAND  TYPE  AND  STEREOTYPE  FOUNDRY. 


PREFACE 


This  collection  of  devotional  poems  was  made  in  compli- 
ance with  the  request  of  the  Society  to  which  the  Compiler 
ministers, — the  one  in  use  among  them  being  out  of  print. 
The  very  number  of  the  collections  now  found  in  our  churches 
suggested,  if  it  did  not  justify,  the  compilation  of  still  another; 
for  a  choice  among  them  is  difficult,  and  the  facilities  of  the 
press  for  performing  its  work  anew  present  themselves,  per- 
haps too  readily.  This  collection,  of  course,  will  show  all 
the  imperfections  which  belong  to  every  work  of  the  kind,  as 
exhibiting  the  peculiar  taste,  judgment,  preferences,  and  preju- 
dices of  an  individual  compiler.  It  may  besides  have  other 
defects  not  chargeable  upon  our  common  deficiencies. 

The  object  of  the  Compiler  has  been  to  bring  together  the 
best  Sacred  Lyrics  in  our  language,  as  well  those  the  senti- 
ments of  which  convey  instruction  conformed  to  the  Scrip- 
tures, as  those  of  a  simply  devotional  strain.  The  Scriptures 
are  the  inspiring  source  of  the  sentiments,  and  the  rich  treas- 
ury of  much  of  the  language  of  the  best  lyrics  ;  and  therefore 
it  seems  right  and  good  to  affix  sacred  texts  to  the  poems, 
whenever  the  sentiment  or  language  is  close  enough  to  admit 
the  connection.  A  good  hymn  may  often  do  very  much  to 
aid  and  impress  a  sermon  or  a  prayer. 

All  sacred  poems  are  the  common  property  of  all  Christians. 
Whatever  epithet,  attached  to  the  simple  name  of  Christian, 
may  have  expressed  the  peculiar  religious  views  of  the  wri- 
ters, all  that  they  have  written  or  sung  belongs  to  the  church 
universal.  We  have  equal  liberty  to  employ  their  melodies 
when  they  harmonize  with  our  ears,  our  minds,  and  our  souls^ 


IV  PREFACE. 

that  we  have  to  imitate  their  virtues,  and  to  follow  their  '£- 
amples  wherein  they  followed  the  Master.  If  this  be  true, 
then  we  may  bring  together  the  hymns  of  writers  of  different 
religious  communions,  from  the  ancient  leaves  of  the  Roman 
Breviary  to  the  all  but  rhapsodical  strains  of  the  field  preach- 
er. The  Compiler  has  not  been  careful  in  all  cases  to  assure 
himself  that  each  poem  is  copied  with  exactness  from  the 
author  whose  name  is  attached  to  it.  Many  of  the  hymns 
most  in  use  have  been  repeatedly  altered,  restored,  and  real- 
tered ;  the  alteration  being  sometimes  to  their  great  improve- 
ment in  language  or  sentiment.  Any  such  alteration  seems 
to  be  allowable,  with  this  single  restriction — other  restrictions 
of  justice  and  propriety  being  of  course  implied — that  no  stanza, 
line,  or  word  of  a  hymn,  be  so  changed  as  to  attribute  to  the 
writer  whose  name  is  attached  to  it,  a  sentiment  or  doctrine 
conflicting  with  the  belief  or  opinions  he  himself  expresses. 
Dr.  Watts,  who,  by  general  consent,  is  the  richest  of  all  our 
lyrical  poets,  has  written  hymns  and  parts  of  hymns  wrhich 
would  scarcely  be  accepted  now  in  any  church  in  Christendom. 
An  occasional  alteration  of  the  sentiment  even,  in  some  of  his 
pieces,  seems  to  be  more  allowable  than  in  the  case  of  other 
writers,  because  it  is  on  record  that  his  religious  opinions  hav- 
ing undergone  a  change  in  a  late  period  of  his  life,  he  himself 
wished  to  alter  essentially  some  of  his  hymns,  to  which,  how- 
ever, the  owner  of  the  copyright  would  not  assent. 

This  collection  being  designed  to  contain  only  such  hymns 
as  could  be  used  appropriately  in  the  public  services  of  the 
sanctuary,  some  favorite  pieces  will  be  missed,  as  not  coming 
under  this  condition.  A  few  well  known  hymns,  of  a  char- 
acter of  which  a  specimen  is  found  in  that  beginning, 

"  7'he  hour  of  my  departure  's  come" 

are  excluded,  because,  though  beautiful  for  the  household  or 
sick  chamber,  they  could  not  be  used  in  public  worship.  Chil- 
dren's hymns  are  for  a  like  reason  excluded.  Some  others 
are  left  out  because  the  sentiments  they  express  cannot  be 
truly  attributed,  as  they  are  attributed,  to  all  the  members  of 


PREFACE.  V 

a  promiscuous  congregation.  Of  this  class  of  hymns  is  one 
in  most  of  the  books  beginning, 

"  God  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  song ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  every  fact, 
Penitence  on  every  tongue." 

A  few  other  familiar  hymns  have  been  excluded,  because  of 
their  strange  confounding  of  Christian  with  heathen  senti- 
ments and  feelings,  as  in  the  hymn,  beginning, 

"J  would  not  live  alway,  I  ask  not  to  stay." 

It  is  no  part  of  Christian  faith  or  feeling  to  contemn  the  scenes 
of  man's  earthly  trial  and  happiness,  nor  shall  we  be  likely 
to  quench  our  excessive  love  for  the  world,  by  heaping  upon 
it  reproachful  epithets. 

A  Hymn-Book,  well  used  and  improved,  stands  next  to  the 
Bible  among  the  means  for  religious  education.  The  sacred 
lines,  associated  with  the  youngest  thoughts  of  religion,  help 
to  guide  and  direct  mature  years  :  they  rise  to  remembrance 
in  the  solitary  walk,  or  amid  the  occupations  of  duty  :  they 
come  as  memorials  of  the  dead  and  the  unseen,  either  to  com- 
fort or  to  warn  :  they  cheer  the  loneliness  of  travel  afar  from 
home  :  they  tremble  often  on  the  lips  of  the  dying  as  the  last 
effort  of  parting  life  to  connect  earth  with  heaven.  Much  of 
the  contents  of  this  volume  has  already  long  been  blessed  of 
God,  through  Christ,  for  such  a  holy  and  enduring  ministry. 
May  this  volume  be  acceptable  at  least  to  the  Society  for 
which  it  was  compiled,  and  whenever  it  is  necessary  may  the 
treasures  which  it  contains  be  united  with  others  in  a  better 
form. 

George  E.  Ellis. 

Charlestown,  April,  1845. 
A* 


PREFACE  TO  SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 


The  following  selections  from  the  Book  of  Psalms  em- 
brace either  the  whole  or  portions  of  such  among  them  as 
are  adapted  for  use  in  Christian  worship.  They  are 
designed  for  chanting  by  the  choir,  or  for  responses,  or  for 
a  union  of  reading  and  singing.  The  last  is  the  purpose 
which  is  had  in  view  in  the  religious  society  where  they 
are  first  introduced.  Where  they  are  employed  for  this 
purpose,  the  minister  and  people  together  will  read  the 
verses  bearing  odd  numbers,  (1,  3,  5,  7,  &c.)  and  the 
choir  will  chant  the  intervening  verses. 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 


Hymn. 

According  to  thy  gracious  word, 352 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 405 

Adore,  my  soul,  that  awful  name, 596 

Affliction's  faded  form  draws  nigh, 514 

Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice, 82 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light, 59 

Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 315 

All  earthly  charms,  however  dear, 347 

All  hail,  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 285 

All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare, 647 

All  powerful,  self-existent  God, 192 

All-seeing  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know, 339 

All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 92 

Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer, 414 

Almighty  God,  thy  wondrous  works, 188 

Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  cast, 212 

Almighty  King,  whose  wondrous  hand, 17 

Almighty  Maker!  Lord  of  all! 410 

Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 346 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 411 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord,         .     .     .     .    ..     .  499 

And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love  ?    .     .  258 

And  now  my  soul,  another  year, 622 

Angel,  roll  the  stone  away, 282 

Another  fleeting  day  is  gone, 118 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 45 

Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave, 263 

As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 309 

As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares, 125 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Blessed  sleep  ! 574 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 626 

A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won, 312 

As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 446 

As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye, 658 

As  various  as  the  moon, 465 

At  God's  command,  the  morning  ray, 140 


VIII  INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES. 

Hymn. 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn, 381 

A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful  and  shrill,  ....  245 

Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 317 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 112 

Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ! 313 

Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 311 

Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 310 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 529 

Away  from  every  mortal  care, 62 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 25 

Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay, 42 

Behold  my  servant,  see  him  rise, 236 

Behold  the  amazing  sight, 279 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive, 248 

Behold,  the  lofty  sky, 206 

Behold  the  man ;  how  glorious  he, 270 

Behold  the  morning  sun, 213 

Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread, 552 

Behold  the  Prince  of  peace, 260 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross, 278 

Behold  the  western  evening  light, 556 

Behold  where,  breathing  love  divine, 252 

Behold  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 253 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 388 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head, 553 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 320 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 408 

Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 127 

Blessed  be  the  everlasting  God, 600 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 146 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see, 327 

"  Blest  are  the  meek,"  he  said, 328 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 330 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 329 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know, 232 

Blest  day  of  God,  most  calm,  most  bright, 49 

Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways, 377 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 306 

Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 276 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 359 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 243 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 564 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 425 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  IX 

Hymn. 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 567 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 241 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find, 191 

Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play, 403 

Child  of  the  earth!  0  lift  thy  glance, 172 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 522 

Clay  to  clay  and  dust  to  dust, 562 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light, 203 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 268 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 202 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 421 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 364 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 21 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 266 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 23 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King, 7 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 68 

Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  mourn, 265 

Come  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 294 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 391 

Dark,  dark  indeed  the  grave  would  be, 559 

Day  by  day  the  manna  fell ; 392 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone, 507 

Delightful  is  the  task  to  sing, 143 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song, 115 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 31 

"  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend," 355 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 86 

Eternal,  and  immortal  King! 431 

Eternal  God!  Almighty  Cause, 132 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode, 32 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 617 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light, 204 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought, 448 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 34 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 307 

Farewell!  what  power  of  words  can  tell, 561 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night, 584 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 404 

Father,  adored  in  worlds  above, 420 

Father  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love, 177 

Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all,    ..........     78 


X  INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES. 

Hymn. 

Father  divine,  before  thy  view, 9 

"Father  divine!" — the  Saviour  cried, 271 

Father  divine  !  thy  piercing  eye, 398 

Father  in  heaven  !  thy  sacred  name, 418 

Father  of  all !  Omniscient  Mind, 176 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet, 413 

Father  of  lights  !  thy  needful  aid, 513 

Father  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name, 165 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 422 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 479 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 231 

Father  of  our  feeble  race, 344 

Father,  supply  my  every  need, 441 

Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement, 490 

Father,  thy  paternal  care, 126 

Father,  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe, 148 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 449 

Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 305 

Few,  few  and  evil  are  thy  days, 533 

For  all  thy  saints,  0  God, 369 

Forgive  us  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 372 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 432 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 615 

Friend  after  friend  departs, 594 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 96 

From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart, 297 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 428 

From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour, 639 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 651 

From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 605 

From  the  table  now  retiring, 360 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith, 606 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high, 11 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise, 166 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 503 

Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear, 76 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 298 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 40 

Glory  to  our  God  on  high, 15 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,     .     ,     , 120 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 207 

God,  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 135 

God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 338 

God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens,     .     , 137 


INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES.  XI 

Hymn. 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 221 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 190 

God  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 492 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee, 525 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days, 482 

God  of  my  life,  thy  constant  care, 623 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power, 472 

God  of  the  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power,      .     .     .  614 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice, %  110 

God  of  the  prophet's  power, 233 

God  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 119 

God,  who  in  various  methods  told, 225 

God,  who  is  just  and  kind, 439 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane,      .     .     .     .     : 272 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 550 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing, 101 

Great  Author  of  all  nature's  frame, 186 

Great  Author  of  the  immortal  mind, 459 

Greatest  of  beings  !  Source  of  life, 129,147 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame, 193 

Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds, 632 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear,. 633 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings, 30 

Great  God,  at  whose  all  powerful  call, 611 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye, 637 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou, ...  194 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view, 185 

Great  God,  let  all  our  tuneful  powers, 618 

Great  God,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, .  417 

Great  God,  the  heavens'  well-ordered  frame, 157 

Great  God,  thine  attributes  divine, 187 

Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine, 46 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 620 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear, 586 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway, 259 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 63 

G  reat  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 483 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 505 

Great  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess, 374 

Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 168 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 333 

Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good,  .     . 139 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 280 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed ! 286 

B 


Xn  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day, 44 

Hallelujah,  raise,  0  raise, 35 

Happy  the  child  whose  tender  years, 426 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace, 462 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet, 464 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps, 345 

Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb, 475 

Hark !  a  voice  divides  the  sky, 572 

Hark !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 247 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 237 

Hear,  0  my  people ;  to  my  law, 223 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 603 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 264 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims, 569 

Heaven  is  a  place  of  rest  from  sin, 582 

He  dies  ;  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ; 277 

He  knelt;  the  Saviour  .knelt  and  prayed, 273 

Heralds  of  creation,  cry  ! 8 

Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou, 73 

Here  have  we  seen  thy  face,  0  Lord, 365 

Here,  in  a  world  of  doubt, 69 

He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way, 322 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 167 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name, 33 

Holy  as  thou,  0  Lord,  is  none, 131 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  ! 37 

Hosanna,  Lord,  thine  angels  cry, 12 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord, 657 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 210 

How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 549 

How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep, 326 

How  blest  is  he  who  ne'er  consents, 335 

How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind, 100 

How  blest  thy  creature  is,  ()  God, 227 

How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught, 323 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  creature  bliss, 495 

How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys, 466 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair! 51 

How  many  millions  draw  their  breath, 295 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 60 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 224 

How  rich  the  blessings,  O  my  God, 504 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 222 

How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light  ? 124 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XIII 

Hymn. 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 560 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel's  sound,     .     .     .     .     .     .  267 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 531 

How  welcome  thy  returning  beams, 50 

cannot  shun  the  stroke  of  death, 544 

f  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears, 468 

f  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 593 

f  human  kindness  meets  return, 353 

fin  a  temple  made  with  hands, 57 

f  Providence  to  try  my  heart, 510 

heard  a  voice  from  heaven, 571 

'11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 26 

love  thy  church,  0  God, 54 

mmortal  praise  to  God  be  given, 103 

mposture  shrinks  from  light, 340 

n  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 181 

n  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 257 

n  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines, 636 

n  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 114 

n  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 296 

n  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 423 

n  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 604 

n  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint, 591 

praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen, 579 

sing  the  Almighty  power  of  God, 153 

s  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 303 

s  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 511 

s  this  a  fast  for  me  ? 631 

travel  all  the  irksome  night, .  535 

want  a  principle  within, 390 

want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 376 

ehovah,  God !  thy  gracious  power, 164 

ehovah  reigns  :  let  every  nation  hear, 196 

esus  invites  his  friends, 354 

esus  is  gone  above  the  skies, ...  362 

esus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 289 

Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man, 361 

John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 244 

Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come ! 262 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 287 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join, 229 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 634 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 217 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast, 293 


XIV  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise, 3 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 534 

Let  party  names  no  more, 341 

Let  songs  of  endless  praise, 90 

Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind, 38 

Let  Zion's  Watchmen  all  awake, 648 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 536 

Lo  !  God  is  here  ;  let  us  adore, 72 

Lo!  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine! 455 

Lord,  before  thy  presence  come, 17 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 102 

Lord,  every  blessing  is  from  thee, 517 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove, 577 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 578 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 230 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear, Ill 

Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years, 189 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 83 

Lord  of  my  life,  0  may  thy  praise, 113 

Lord  of  nature,  Source  of  light, 105 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 211 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 48 

Lord  of  the  sea,  thy  potent  sway, 654 

Lord  of  the  wide-extended  main, 655 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 65 

Lord  of  the  worlds  below, 612 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 399 

Lord,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows, 151 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through,  ....  179 

"  Lord,  thou  shalt  never  wash  my  feet !" 250 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name, 486 

Lord,  we  have  made  our  steadfast  choice, 300 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way, 371 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 22 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 638 

Lord,  who 's  the  happy  man  that  may, 343 

Lo !  the  day  of  rest  declineth, 80 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 440 

Lowly  and  solemn  be, 566 

Mark  the  soft-falling  shower, 214 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 106 

Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been, 85 

My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years,     ....  625 
My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 254 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XV 

Hymn. 

My  Father,  Let  me  hear  thy  voice, 508 

My  Father,  when  around  me  spread, 516 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love, 122 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs, 169 

My  God,  I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought, 520 

My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 430 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise, 150 

My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 400 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be, 373 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue, 434 

My  God,  the  steps  of  righteous  men, 469 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face, 437 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise, 144 

My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine, 442 

My  God,  whose  all -pervading  eye, 595 

My  gracious  God.  I  own  thy  right, 447 

My  helper  God,  I  bless  his  name, 621 

My  Maker,  and  my  King, 150 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 456 

My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies, 370 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 36 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 149 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God, 481 

My  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come, 558 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone, 435 

Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God, 515 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 545 

No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock, 500 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 587 

Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep, 573 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 299 

No  war  nor  battle's  sound, 238 

Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead, 107 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 226 

O  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 93,  94 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 19 

O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One, 643 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 28 

O  draw  me,  Father,  after  thee, 452 

O'er  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God, 290 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee, 249 

O'er  the  realms  of  Pagan  darkness, 653 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear, 52 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 393 

B* 


XVI  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 412 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 79 

O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 467 

0  God  of  Abram,  by  whose  hand, 538 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone, 436 

O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 13 

0  God,  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow, 41 

O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all, 646 

O  God,  whose  thunder  shakes  the  sky, 519 

O  happy  Christian,  who  can  trust, 292 

O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears, 424 

O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 474 

O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord,    i 502 

0  help  us  Lord,  each  hour  of  need, 489 

O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 629 

"  0  learn  of  me,"  the  Saviour  cried, 358 

O  let  me,  heavenly  Lord,  extend, 541 

O  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 380 

O  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 394 

O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 645 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 635 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King,     .     .     .     < 159 

O  Lord,  the  Saviour  and  defence, 539 

0  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart,  .     i 445 

O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope,    .     t 145 

O  Lord,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 66 

0  lovely  voices  of  the  sky, 219 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  chosen  day, 47 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  in  one, 518 

On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 350 

On  thy  church,  0  Power  Divine, 234 

On  us  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 77 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above,      .     .     i 5 

O  Source  of  uncreated  light,     .....*....  199 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 200 

O  stay  thy  tears,  for  they  are  blest, 570 

O  sweet  it  is  to  know,  to  feel, •  496 

O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee, .  386 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 385 

O  Thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 656 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flowsj 383 

O  Thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat, 509 

O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time,    . 14 

O  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 497 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XVII 

Hymn. 

O  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height, 644 

O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command, 501 

O  Thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 642 

O  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides,     .     .  433 

O  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 109 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed, 197 

Our  Father,  throned  above  the  sky, 16 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 540 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 357 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear, 419 

Our  joy  is  a  created  good, 461 

O  what  is  man,  great  Maker  of  Mankind, 470 

0  where  shall  rest  be  found? 580 

O  ye  immortal  throng, 283 

O  ye  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 628 

Pass  a  few  swiftly-fleeting  years, 581 

Perpetual  Source  of  light  and  grace, 524 

Praise,  O  praise  the  Name  Divine, 95 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 487 

Praise  to  him,  by  whose  kind  favour, 70 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator, 91 

Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might,       .     .     .     <     .     .  184 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 397 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs, 215 

Rejoice,  believer,  in  the  Lord, 302 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds, 624 

Restore,  O  Father,  to  our  times  restore, 366 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 387 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 384 

Reviving  sleep,  thy  sheltering  wing, 123 

Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty, 269 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise,    ....  288 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 382 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 602 

Rise,  Sun  of  glory,  rise, 650 

Searcher  of  hearts  !  to  thee  are  known, 180 

See  from  on  high,  a  light  divine, 246 

"  See  how  he  loved  !"  exclaimed  the  Jews, 251 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 348 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 616 

Servant  of  God  !  well  done, 551 

Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light, .438 


XVIII  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Shine  on  our  souls,  Eternal  God  ! 451 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 155 

Sing  to  the  Lord  who  loud  proclaims, 10 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand, 599 

Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 607 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express, 319 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong, 162 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 2 

Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past, .81 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 477 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 478 

Spirit !  leave  thine  house  of  clay, 555 

Spirit  of  Truth,  on  this  thy  day, 198 

"  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day  !" 597 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 1 

Supreme  and  universal  light ! 415 

Sure  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest, 557 

Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 453 

Sweet  is  the  task,  0  Lord, 61 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 53 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 450 

Teach  me,  0  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way, 407 

Thanks  for  mercies  past,  receive, 98 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand, 314 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers, 512 

The  day  approacheth,  0  my  soul, 75 

The  dews  and  rain,  in  all  their  store, 201 

The  earth,  and  all  the  heavenly  frame, 173 

The  earth  is  not  our  home, 589 

The  evils  that  beset  our  path, 527 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 526 

The  fountain,  in  its  source, 493 

The  glorious  universe  around, 342 

The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 523 

The  God  who  reigns  alone, 130 

The  heavenly  spheres,  to  thee,  O  God, 121 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain, 133 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 205 

The  heavens,  O  Lord,  thy  rule  obey, 218 

The  Law  by  Moses  came, 220 

The  Lord  descended  from  above, 71 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  place, 18 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know,    .     .     .  454 


INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES.  XIX 

Hymn. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 136 

The  Lord  Jehovah,  slow  to  wrath, 491 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 457 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  full  of  might, 161 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  Lord  of  all, 178 

The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow, 291 

The  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 281 

The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place, 275 

The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 547 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 39 

The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod,  641 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined, 242 

There  is  a  book  who  runs  may  read, 141 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 575 

There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 588 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 128 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 585 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 576 

There  's  joy  in  heaven  when  falls  the  tear, 378 

There  wras  joy  in  heaven, 379 

The  Sabbath  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 55 

The  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 367 

The  Saviour  comes  ;  no  outward  pomp, 235 

These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade, 548 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 160 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 209 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts, 216 

The  Spirit  moved  upon  the  waves, 134 

The  spring,  the  joyous  spring  is  come, 613 

The  swift-declining  day, 117 

The  swift  not  always  in  the  race, 473 

The  term  of  life  assigned  to  man, 537 

The  time  draws  near  when  every  soul, 532 

The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints, 368 

The  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 337 

The  year  begins  with  promises, 613 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 402 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt, 416 

This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 349 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 56 

This  is  the  first  and  great  command, 332 

This  place  is  holy  ground, 568 

This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 324 

This  stone  to  thee  in  faith  we  lay, 640 


XX  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Thou  art  the  first,  and  Thou  the  last, 104 

Thou  art  the  Way  ;  and  he  who  sighs, 255 

Thou  art  the  Way  ;  by  thee  alone, 256 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God  whose  height, 444 

Thou  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 649 

Thou  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known, 182 

Thou  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene, 183 

Thou,  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above, 6 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 443 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 480 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene, 171 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 195 

Through  every  age,  Eternal  God, 543 

Through  shades  and  solitudes  profound, 485 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  way, 316 

Thus  far  on  life's  perplexing  path, 627 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 116 

Thus  saith  the  High  and  Lofty  One, 396 

Thus  shalt  thou  love  the  Almighty  Lord, 331 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 138 

Thy  gracious  aid,  Great  God,  impart, 97 

Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands, 154 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light, 460 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 89 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  evermore, 99 

Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 152 

'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 308 

"T  is  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 142 

"  'T  is  finished  !" — so  the  Saviour  cried,         356 

'T  is  God  the  Spirit  leads, 484 

3T  is  gone  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze,  ...          ...  542 

'T  is  Wisdom's  earnest  cry,      ....          .          ...  458 

To  all  thy  faithful  people,  Lord, ...  87 

To  God,  the  only  wise, 20 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 4 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine,  ....*. 528 

To  prayer,  to  prayer,  for  the  morning  breaks,     ....  108 

To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known, 476 

To  thee,  O  God,  we  homage  pay, 261 

To  thee,  the  Lord  Almighty,    , 88 

Truly,  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet, 427 

'T  was  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 351 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 565 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page, 228 


INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES.  XXI 

Hymn. 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 174 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes, 175 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 563 

Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will, 506 

Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know, 325 

Weak  and  irresolute  is  man, 471 

We  bless  the  Eternal  Source  of  light, 64 

Welcome  !  delightful  morn, 58 

What  shall  we  ask  of  God  in  prayer  ? 401 

When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 601 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 170 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 74 

When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 27 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 395 

When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 463 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 521 

When  Hagar  found  the  bottle  spent, 494 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 583 

When  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  years, 429 

When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 488 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 208 

When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 240 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 554 

When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 652 

,  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 375 

When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form,  304 

When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie, 389 

When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, .  498 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, ........     43 

When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 301 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 336 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 274 

Wherewith  shall  I  approach  the  Lord  ? 29 

While  here,  as  wandering  sheep,  we  stray, 406 

While  now  upon  this  Sabbath  eve, 84 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night,  ....  239 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 334 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 400 

While  through  this  changing  world  we  roam,      ....  530 

While  thus  thy  Throne  of  Grace  we  seek, 67 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun,     .     .     .     .     .     .     .619 

Who  are  these,  in  bright  array, 608 


XXII  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Who  is  thy  neighbour  ?  he  whom  thou, 630 

"Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years, 32x 

Why  should  we  seek  to  linger  here, 590 

Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 592 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes, 24 

With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 610 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 158 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 363 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 598 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord,  281 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 318 

Yet  a  few  years,  or  days  perhaps, 545 


INDEX    OF     SUBJECTS. 


HOMAGE— WORSHIP— PR  AISE . 
(Hymns  1—196.) 

Homage. — Preparatory  and  Introductory  to  Worship. — 
Exhortation  to  Praise,  1.  Adoration,  2,  3.  Dependence  on 
God,  4 — 9.  Encouragement,  10.  Ascriptions  and  Offerings, 
11—20.  Supplications,  21—23.  Devout  Homage,  24—26. 
Lowliness,  Humility  and  Trust,  to  32.  Joyful  and  Cheerful 
Homage,  to  39.     Homage  of  the  Heart,  to  42. 

Worship. — The  Sabbath  and  the  Sanctuary. — The  Lord?s 
Day,  The  Holy  Day,  Sabbath  Worship,  43—51.  The  Temple 
of  Worship,  54 — 60.  Joy  and  Delight  of  the  Sabbath,  61 — 63. 
The  House  of  God,  to  67.  Comforts  of  Worship,  to  70. 
A  Blessing  on  Worship,  Accepted  Worship,  to  74.  Evening 
of  Communion  Sabbath,  75.  Closing  Supplications,  76—78. 
The  Seed  of  the  Word,  79.  Sunday  Evening.  85.  Close  of 
Worship,  to  87.  Ascriptions,  Doxologies,  Closing  Prayers 
and  Benedictions,  87 — 107. 

Worship. — Morning  and  Evening. — Praver,  108.  Morn- 
ing Hymns,  109—114.  Evening  Hymns,  i  15— 122.  Sleep, 
123.  Evening  Worship.  124.  Prayer  for  Daily  Guidance, 
125.     God  in  all  things,  126. 

Praise. — The  Attributes,  Perfections  and  Providence 
of  God. — Where  is  God?  127.  God  in  Nature,  128.  Hymn 
to  the  Deity,  129.  Unitv  of  God,  130.  God  Holy,  131. 
True,  132.  A  Spirit,  133.  The  Creator,  134.  Goodness, 
Majesty,  and  Sovereignty  of  God,  to  143.  Paternal  Love  of 
God,  to  153.  Divine  Attributes  celebrated,  153 — 163.  Provi- 
dence of  God,  163 — 175.  Omniscience  and  Omnipresence 
of  God,  176—182.  God  our  Guide,  Refuge  and  Hope,  183. 
God  shining  in  the  Heart,  184.  God  inscrutable,  185.  Fear 
of  God,  186.  Confidence  in  God,  187.  Mysteries  of  Provi- 
dence, 188—191.  God  Unchangeable  and  Eternal,  192— 
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XXIV  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


CHRISTIAN    INSTRUCTION    AND    SPIRITUAL 

INFLUENCES. 

(Hymns  197—291.) 

The  Holy  Spirit. — The  Comforter,  197.  Pentecost,  198. 
Prayer  for  the  Spirit,  199—204. 

The  Scriptures. — Nature  and  Scripture,  205 — 206.  The 
Gospel  of  Christ,  207.  Light  and  Glory  of  the  Scriptures,  208, 
209.  Glad  Tidings,  210.  Seed  of  the  Word,  211,  212 
Light  of  the  Gospel,  213.  Efficacy  of  the  Gospel,  214 
Gospel  Invitations,  215—217.  Glory  of  the  Gospel,  218. 
The  Voices  of  the  Sky,  219.  Law  and  Gospel,  220.  God's 
Word  our  Refuge,  221.  Scripture  for  the  Young,  222—223. 
Value  of  the  Scriptures,  224.  God  speaking  by  his  Son, 
225.  God's  Glory  in  the  Gospel,  226.  Light  of  the  Word, 
227.  Progress  of  the  Gospel,  228.  Revelation,  229.  Ex- 
cellency of  Scripture,  230,  231.  Blessings  of  the  Gospel,  232. 
Preaching  of  the  Gospel,  233,  234. 

Jesus  Christ. — Predicted,  235,  236.  Song  of  the  Angels, 
237.  The  Nativity,  238—241.  A  Light  to  the  Gentiles,  242. 
The  Guiding  Star,  243.  John  the  Baptist,  244,  245.  Bap- 
tism of  Jesus,  246.  Mission  of  Christ,  247.  Miracles  of 
Christ,  248.  Poverty,  Humility,  and  Condescension  of  Christ, 
249 — 251.  Benediction  of  Christ,  252.  Example  of  Jesus, 
253,  254,  258.  « The  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life,"  255, 
256.  Reign  of  Christ,  259—262.  Pool  of  Bethesda,  263. 
The  Preaching  and  Invitations  of  Christ,  264 — 268.  Entrance 
into  Jerusalem,  269.  "  Behold  the  Man,"  270.  The  Agony  in 
the  Garden,  271—274.  The  Crucifixion,  275—279.  The 
Resurrection  of  Christ,  280 — 282.  Christ  seen  of  Angels,  283. 
Second  Coming  of  Christ,  284.  Glorification  of  Christ,  285. 
The  Redeemer's  Kingdom,  286—289.  The  Latter-day  Glory, 
290,  291. 

THE    CHRISTIAN    HEART,    EXPERIENCE    AND 
CHARACTER. 

(Hymns  292—347.) 

Dependence  on  Christ. — Life  in  Christ,  292.  Glorying  in 
Christ,  293.  Invitations  of  the  Gospel,  294.  Christian  Privi- 
leges, 295.  The  Cross  of  Christ,  296.  Abiding  with  Christ, 
297.     The  City  of  God,  298,  299.     Belief  and  Unbelief,   300. 


INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS.  XXV 

Happiness  of  the  Christian,  301.  Strength  of  the  Christian, 
302.  Joy  and  Peace  of  Believing,  303— 305.  Faith,  306— 
309. 

The  Christian  Race  and  Conflict,  310 — 313.  Christian 
Armour,  314.  Christian  Resolve,  315.  Christian  Contest, 
316. 

Christian  Graces  and  Virtues. — Watchfulness,  317,  318- 
Christian  Fruits,  319.  "The  Better  Part,"  320.  "One 
Thing  Needful,"  321.  Christian  Character,  322—324. 
"  Walking  in  the  Light,"  325.  Christian  Benedictions,  326— 
330.  Love  of  God  and  Man,  331,  333.  A  Peaceful  Con- 
science, 334.  The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked,  335.  Pride 
and  Humility,  336.  Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy,  337,  338. 
Private  Judgment  and  Accountability,  339,  340.  Christian 
Unity,  341,  342.  The  accepted  Worship  and  Offering,  343, 
344.  Moderation,  345.  Christian  Courage  and  Self-Denial, 
346.     Holiness  Everlasting,  347. 

CHRISTIAN    ORDINANCES. 
(Hymns  348—369.) 

Baptism. — Children  Invited  and  Offered  in  Baptism,  348, 
349. 

The  Lord's  Supper. — Communion  with  Christ,  350.  The 
Supper  Instituted,  351.  Remembering  Christ,  352 — 355. 
"It  is  finished,"  356.  Christ  Commemorated,  357,  365. 
Meditations  on  Christ,  358—365.  The  Early  Church,  366. 
The  Church,  367.     Martyrs  and  Saints,  368,  369. 

RELIGIOUS    SENTIMENTS,    COUNSELS    AND    COM- 
FORTS. 
(Hymns  370— 522-.) 

Confession,  Penitence,  Devout  Aspirations  and  Prayers. 
— Penitence  and  Devotion,  370 — 375.  Prayer  for  the  Com- 
forter, 376.  A  Clean  Heart,  377.  Joy  for  the  Penitent,  378, 
379.  Trust  in  God,  380,  381.  Aspirations,  382,  383. 
Rest,  384.  Heavenly  Desires,  385,  386,  388:  Meditation, 
387,  389.  Watchfulness,  390.  Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth,  391. 
Daily  Bread,  392.  Walking  with  God,  393.  Resignation  and 
Trust,  394—396.  Prayer,  397—403.  Habitual  Devotion, 
400.    Lonely   Devotion,  404.     Watching   unto  Prayer,   405. 


XXVI  INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance,  406—408.  Prayer  for  Chris- 
tian Graces  and  Principles,  409 — 417.  The  Lord's  Prayer, 
418—422. 

Piety.— Religion  in  Youth,  423—428.  Religion  in  Old 
Age,  429—430.  Seeking  and  Seeing  God,  431—437.  The 
Knowledge  of  God,  438.  The  Love  of  God,  439,  440.  Bread 
from  Heaven,  441.  The  Bands  of  Love,  442.  Walking  with 
God,  443.  Hidden  Love  of  God,  444.  Clinging  to  God,  445. 
Panting  for  God,  446.  Devotion  to  God,  447.  Subjection 
to  God,  448.  Peace  with  God,  449.  Living  to  God.  450— 
453.  God  our  Shepherd,  454—457.  The  Call  of  Wisdom, 
458.  Imitating  God,  459.  The  Law  of  the  Lord,  460.  True 
Riches,  461—463.     Blessings  of  Piety,  464. 

Dependence  and  Reliance  on  God. — The  Changes  of  Life, 
465,  466.  Contemplating  the  Judgment,  467.  Light  in 
Darkness,  468,  469.  Man's  Dependence,  470—473.  Hidden 
Life,  474.  Hope,  475.  Our  times  with  God,  476,  477. 
Sowing  by  all  Waters,  478.  Praising  God  in  all  Changes, 
479 — 482.  God  our  Reliance  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity, 
483 — 489.  Prayer  in  Sickness,  490.  God  our  Refuge,  Guide 
and  Help,  491 — 500.  Subjection,  Trust,  and  Reliance,  501 — 
505.  Submission  in  Affliction,  506 — 513.  Faith  under  Trial, 
514—521.     Pilgrim's  Song,  522. 

LIFE— DEATH— FUTURITY. 

(Hymns  523—608.) 

Life. — The  Vineyard,  523.  Repentance  and  Resolution,  524. 
Redeeming  Time,  525.  Frailty  of  Life,  526.  The  Vanity 
of  Life,  527.  Uncertainty  of  Life,  528.  The  Passing  Days 
and  Years,  529.  Looking  Heavenward,  530.  The  Fathers 
gone,  531.  Stewardship,  632.  Man  like  a  Flower,  533. 
Man  wonderfully  made,  534.  Journey  of  Life,  535.  Short- 
ness and  End  of  Life,  536,  537.  Prayer  of  Jacob,  538. 
Frailty  of  Men  and  Eternity  of  God,  539,  540.  Preparation, 
541. 

Death. — "Abide  with  us,"  542.  God  our  Dwelling  Place, 
543.  The  Sting  of  Death,  544.  God  that  gives  and  takes 
awa  .  545.  Death  and  Eternity,  546.  The  Fading  Flower, 
547.  Perishing  and  Enduring  Treasures,  548.  Death  of  the 
Righteous,  549.  Death  of  a  Minister,  550,  551.  Meditation 
on  Death,  552.  Admonitions,  553.  Death  of  a  Christian, 
554 — 556.    Death  of  Children,  557.     Support  and  Hope  in 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  XXVII 

Death,  558,  559.  Rest  of  the  Grave,  560.  Farewell,  561. 
Funeral  Dirges,  562 — 568.  The  Dead  in  Christ  Blessed, 
569—575. 

The  Future  State.— The  Place  of  Rest,  576—578.  The 
Things  not  Seen,  579.  Heaven,  580 — 585.  Judgment,  586. 
Heavenly  Joy  and  Purity,  587.  The  Heavenly  City,  588—590. 
"What  we  shall  be,  591.  Weep  not  for  me,  592.  Re-union 
of  Friends,  593,  594.  Immortality,  595,  596.  The  Last  Day, 
597.  The  Light  and  Life  of  Heaven,  598.  Song  of  the 
Lamb,  599.  Christ  the  Resurrection,  600.  Heaven,  601. 
The  Dead  Speaking,  602.  The  Redeemed  in  Glory,  603—608. 
The  Last  Judgment,  604. 

SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

(Hymns  609—627.) 

God  displayed  in  the  Seasons,  609 — 611.  Promises  of  the 
Year,  612.  Spring,  613.  The  Changing  Year,  614,  615. 
Autumn  Warnings,  616.  The  Year  Crowned  with  Goodness, 
617,  618.  Fleeting  Years,  619.  Closing  Year,  620—623. 
New  Year,  624—626.     Journey  of  Life,  627. 

OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

(Hymns  628—658.) 

Charitable  Occasions,  628—630.  Fast  Day,  631.  Thanks- 
giving, 632.  Day  of  Humiliation,  633.  God's  Providence  to 
our  Fathers,  634,  635.  Remembrance  of  our  Fathers,  636, 
637.  Prayer  for  our  Country,  638,  639.  Laying  the  Corner- 
stone of  a  Church,  640.  Dedication  Hymns,  641 — 643. 
Ordination  Hymns,  644 — 646.  On  opening  an  Organ,  647. 
For  a  Meeting  of  Ministers,  648.  Missionary  Hymns,  649 
653.  Mariners'  Hymns,  654,  655.  Wanderers'  Hymn,  656. 
Travellers'  Hymn,  657.  Parting  Hymn,  658. 
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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 


PSALM  I. 

1  Blessed  is  the  man  that  walketh  not  in  the 

counsel  of  the  ungodly,  nor  standeth  in  the 
way  of  sinners,  nor  sitteth  in  the  |  seat  ■  of 
the  |  scornful. 

2  But  his  delight  is  in  the  law  of  the  Lord; 

and  in  his  law  doth  he  |  medi-  *  -tate  |  day  • 
and  |  night. 

3  And  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted  by  the 

rivers  of  water,  that  bringeth  forth  his  | 
fruit  •  in  his  |  season  ; 

4  His  leaf  also  shall  not  wither ;  and  whatso-  | 

-ever  *  he  |  doeth  •  shall  |  prosper. 

5  The  ungodly  are  not  so :  but  are  like  the 

chaff  which  the  wind  |  driveth  ■  a-  |  -way. 

6  Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not  stand  in  the 

judgment,  nor  sinners  in  the  congre-  |  -ga-  ■ 
tion  I  of  •  the  I  rishteous. 

I  I  o 

7  For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  |  way  •  of  the 

righteous ; 

8  But  the  |  way  •  of  th'   un-  |  -godly  ■  shall 

perish. 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  IV. 

1  Hear  me  when  I  call,  O  |    God  •  of  my 

|  righteousness. 

2  Thou  hast  enlarged  me  when  I  was  in  dis- 

tress ;  have  mercy  up- 1  -on  me,  •  and  |  hear 

•  my  |  prayer. 

3  O  ye  sons  of  men,  how  long  will  ye  turn  my 

glory  into  shame  1  how  long  will  ye  love 
vanity,  and  |  seek  *  after  |  leasing  ? 

4  But  know  that  the  Lord  hath  set  apart  him 

that  is  godly  for  himself:  the  Lord  will  | 
hear  •  when  I  |  call  ■  un-  |  -to  him. 

5  Stand  in  awe,  and  sin  not :  commune  with 

your  own  heart  upon  your  |  bed,  and  •  be 
|  still. 

6  Offer  the  sacrifices  of  righteousness,  and  | 

put  •  your  |  trust  ■  in  the  |  Lord. 

7  There  be  many  that  say,  Who  will  |  show  us 

•  any  |  good  ? 

8  Lord,  lift  thou  up  the  light  of  thy  |  coun-  • 

te-  |  -nance  ■  up-  |  -on  us. 

9  Thou  hast  put  gladness  in  my  heart,  more 

than  in  the  time  that  their  corn  and  their  | 
wine  •  in-  |  -creased. 
10  I  will  both  lay  me  down  in  peace,  and  sleep : 
for  thou,  Lord,  only  |  makest  ■  me  |  dwell  • 
in  |  safety. 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 


PSALM  V. 

1  Give  ear  to  my  words,  O  Lord,  consider  my 

|  med-  •  -i-  |  -tation. 

2  Hearken  unto  the  voice  of  my  cry,  my  King, 

and  my  God :  for  unto  |  thee —  |  will  ■ 
I  |  pray. 

3  My  voice  shalt  thou  hear  in  the  morning,  O 

Lord;  in  the  morning  will  I  direct  my 
prayer  unto  thee,  and  |  will  ■  look  |  up. 

4  For  thou  art  not  a  God  that  hath  pleasure 

in  wickedness :  neither  shall  |  e-  ■  -vil  | 
dwell  *  with  |  thee. 

5  The  foolish  shall  not  stand  in  thy  sight: 

thou  hatest  all  |  workers  ■  of  in-  |  -iquity. 

6  Thou  shalt  destroy  them  that  speak  leasing : 

the  Lord  will  abhor  the  |  bloody  ■  and 
de-  |  -ceit  •  ml  |  man. 

7  But  as  for  me,  I  will  come  into  thy  house 

in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercy  :  and  in  thy 
fear  will  I  worship  toward  thy  |  ho  •  ly  | 
temple. 

8  Lead   me,  O   Lord,   in    thy   righteousness, 

because  of  mine  enemies;  make  thy  way 
|  straight  ■  be-  |  -fore  ■  my  |  face. 

9  But  let  all  those  that  put  their  trust  in  thee 

rejoice :   let  them  ever  shout  for  joy,  be- 
cause |  thou  •  de-  |  -fendest  them : 
10  Let  them  also  that  love  thy  |  name  •  be  | 
joyful  •  in  |  thee. 

3 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  For  thou,  Lord,  wilt  |  bless  the  |  righteous ; 

12  With  favour  wilt  thou  compass  |  him  •  as  | 

with  •  a  |  shield. 

PSALM  VIII. 

1  O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name 

in  |  all  •  the  |  earth ! 

2  Who  hast  set  thy  |  glory  ■  a-  |  -bove  ■  the  | 

heavens. 

3  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings 

hast  thou  ordained  strength  be-  |  -cause  of 

•  thine  |  enemies. 

4  That  thou  mightest  still  the  |  ene-  •  -my  | 

and  •  the  a-  |  -venger. 

5  When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  work  of 

thy  fingers ;  the  moon  and  the  stars,  which 
|  thou  •  hast  or-  |  -dained : 

6  What  is  man,  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him? 

and  the  son  of  '  man,  ■  that  thou  I  visit-  ■ 
est  I  him? 

7  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  lower  than 

the  angels,  and  hast  crowned  him  with  | 
glory  •  and  |  honour. 

8  Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion  over 

the  works  of  thy  hands ;  thou  hast  put  |  all 

•  things  |  under  ■  his  |  feet : 

9  All  sheep  and  oxen,  yea,  and  the  beasts  of 

the  field ;  the  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  fish 
of  the  sea.  and  whatsoever  passeth  through 
the  |  paths  ■  of  the  |  seas. 
10  O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  | 
name  ■  in  |  all  ■  the  |  earth ! 

4 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 
PSALM  XVI. 

1  Preserve  me,  O  God :  for  in  thee  do  I  |  put  • 

my  |  trust. 

2  O  my  soul,  thou  hast  said  unto  the  Lord, 

Thou  art  my  Lord:  my  goodness  ex-  | 
ten-  •  -deth  |  not  ■  to  |  thee ; 

3  But  to  the  saints  that  are  in  the  earth,  and 

to  the  excellent,  in  whom  is  |  all  •  my 
de- !  -light. 

4  Their  sorrows  shall  be  multiplied  that  hasten 

after  another  god :  their  drink-offerings  of 
blood  will  I  not  offer,  nor  take  up  their  | 
names  •  in-  |  -to  ■  my  |  lips. 

5  The  IiOrd  is  the  portion  of  mine  inheritance 

and  of  my  cup :  thou  main-  |  -tainest  ■  my  | 
lot. 

6  The   lines   are   fallen  unto  me  in  pleasant 

places ;  yea,  I  |  have  ■  a  |  good-  ■  -ly  |  her- 
itage. 

7  I  will  bless  the  Lord,  who  hath  given  me 

counsel :  my  reins  also  instruct  me  in  the  | 
night  —  |  seasons. 

8  I  have  set  the  Lord  always  before  me :  be- 

cause he  is  at  my  right  hand,  I  |  shall  * 
not  |  be  —  |  moved. 

9  Therefore  my  heart  is  glad,  and  my  glory 

rejoiceth  :  my  flesh  also  shall  |  rest  •  in  | 
hope. 
10  For  thou  wilt  not   leave   my  soul   in    the 
grave ;  neither  wilt  thou  suffer  thine  Holy 
I  One  •  to  I  see  •  cor-  |  -ruption. 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  Thou  wilt  show  me  the  |  path  ■  of  |  life : 

12  In   thy  presence  is  fulness  of  joy;  at  thy 

right  hand  there  are  |  pleasures  •  for  | 
ev  •  er-  |  -more. 

PSALM  XIX. 

1  The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God ;  and 

the  firmament  sheweth  his  |  han-  ■  -dy  | 
work. 

2  Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  and  |  night  ■ 

unto  |  night  •  sheweth  |  knowledge. 

3  There   is  no   speech   nor   language,  where 

their  |  voice  is  •  not  |  heard. 

4  Their  line  is  gone  out  through  all  the  earth, 

and  their  |  words  ■  to  the  |  end  ■  of  the  | 
world. 

5  In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle  for  the  sun : 

which  is  as  a  bridegroom  coming  out  of  his 
chamber,  and  rejoiceth  as  a  strong  man  to 
|  run  •  a  |  race. 

6  His  going  forth  is  from  the  end  of  the  hea- 

ven, and  his  circuit  unto  the  ends  of  it: 
and  there  is  nothing  |  hid  ■  from  the  |  heat 
•  there-  |  -of. 

7  The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  con-  |  -vert- 

ing •  the  |  soul : 

8  The  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  |  sure,  •  mak- 

ing |  wise  •  the  |  simple. 

9  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  re-  |  -joic- 

ing  •  the  |  heart : 
10  The  commandment  of  the  Lord  is  |  pure,  * 

en-  |  -lightening  *  the  |  eyes. 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  en-  |  -during  • 

for  |  ever: 

12  The  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  |  true  *  and 

|  righteous  ■  alto-  |  -gether. 

13  More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea, 

than  much  fine  gold:  sweeter  also  than 
honey  and  the  |  hon  ■  ey  |  comb. 

14  Moreover,  by  them  is  thy  servant  warned: 

and  in  keeping  of  |  them  •  there  is  |  great  ■ 
re-  |  -ward. 

15  Who   can   understand    his   errors  ?   cleanse 

thou  me  from  |  se-  ■  -cret  |  faults. 

16  Keep  back  thy  servant  also  from  presump- 

tuous sins;  let  them  not  |  have  ■  do-  | 
-min  •  ion  |  over  me : 

17  Then  shall  I  be  upright,  and  I  shall  be  inno- 

cent from  the  |  great  ■  trans  |  gression. 

18  Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and  the  medi- 

tation of  my  heart,  be  acceptable  in  thy 
sight,  O  Lord,  my  j  strength,  •  and  |  my  • 
re-  |  -deemer. 

PSALM  XXIII. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd;  1 1  shall  ■  not  |  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures : 

he  leadeth  me  be- 1  -side  ■  the  |  still  —  |  waters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul :  he  leadeth  me  in  the 

paths  of  righteousness  for  his  |  name's  —  | 
sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 

shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil :  for 
thou  art  with  me:  thy  |  rod  and  ■  thy  | 
staff  •  they  I  comfort  me. 
D  7 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  pres- 

ence of  mine  enemies :  thou  anointest  my 
head  with  oil ;  my  |  cup  ■  runneth  |  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me 

all  the  days  of  my  life :  and  I  will  dwell  in 
the  I  house  •  of  the  I  Lord  ■  for  I  ever. 


PSALM  XXIV. 

1  The   earth   is   the   Lord's,    and   the   fulness 

thereof;  the  world,  and  they  that  |  dwell  ■ 
there-  |  -in. 

2  For  he  hath  founded  it  upon  the  seas,  and 

es-  |  -tablished  ■  it  up-  |  -on  ■  the  |  floods. 

3  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord  ? 

and  who  shall  stand  in  his  |  ho-  •  -ly  |  place  1 

4  He  that  hath  clean  hands,  and  a  pure  heart ; 

who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul  unto  vanity, 
nor  |  sworn  —  |  de |  -ceitfully. 

5  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  from  the  Lord, 

and  righteousness  from  the  God  of  |  his  • 
sal-  |  -vation. 

6  This  is   the   generation   of  them   that   seek 

him,  that  |  seek  ■  thy  |  face,  ■  O  |  Jacob. 

7  Lift  up  your  heads,   O  ye  gates;  and  be  ye 

lift' up,  ye  everlasting  doors;   and  the  King 
of  glory  |  shall  ■  come  |  in, 

8  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  1  the  Lord  strong 

and  mighty,  the  |  Lord  —  |  mighty  ■  in  | 
battle. 

3 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates;    even  lift 

them  up,  ye  everlasting  doors;    and  the 
King  of  glory  |  shall  ;  come  |  in. 
10  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  1  the  Lord  of 
hosts,  |  he  •  is  the  |  King  ■  of  |  glory. 

PSALM  xxv. 

1  Unto  thee,  O  Lord,  do  I  lift  |  up  ■  my  |  soul. 

2  O  my  God,  I  trust  in  thee :  let  me  not  be 

ashamed,  let  not  mine  |  ene-  *  -mies  |  tri-  * 
umph  |  over  me. 

3  Yea,  let  none  that  wait  on  thee  be  ashamed : 

let  them  be  ashamed  which  trans-  |  -gress 
with-  •  -out  |  cause. 

4  Shew  me  thy  ways,  O  Lord  ;   |  teach  *  me  | 

thy —  |  paths. 

5  Lead  me  in  thy  truth,  and  teach  me :    for 

thou  art  the  God  of  my  salvation  ;  on  thee 
do  I  |  wait  •  all  the  |  day. 

6  Remember,  O  Lord,  thy  tender  mercies  and 

thy  loving-kindnesses ;    for  |  they  have   • 
been  |  ever  ■  of  |  old. 

7  Remember  not  the  sins  of  my  youth,  nor  my 

transgressions;    according   to   thy   mercy 
remember   thou   me   for   thy  goodness' 
sake,  •  O  |  Lord. 

8  Good   and   upright  is  the  Lord:    therefore 

will  he  teach  [  sin-  ■  -ners  |  in  ■  the  |  way. 

9  The  meek  will  he  guide  in  judgment :  and 

the  meek  will  he  |  teach  ■  his  |  way. 

10  All  the  paths  of  the  Lord  are  mercy  and 

truth  unto  such  as  keep  his  |  cove-  *  -nant 
|  and  •  his  |  testimonies. 

9 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  For  thy  name's  sake,  O  Lord,  pardon  mine 

iniquity ;  for  |  it  •  is  |  great. 

12  What  man  is  he   that   feareth   the  Lord? 

him  shall  he  teach  in  the  |  way  ■  that  | 
he  •  shall  |  choose. 

13  His  soul  shall  dwell  at  ease ;  and  his  seed 

shall  in-  |  -herit  ■  the  |  earth. 

14  The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  with  them  that 

fear  him ;  and  he  will  |  shew  ■  them  |  his 
—  |  covenant. 

15  O  keep  my  soul,  and  deliver  me :  let  me  not 

be  ashamed;  for  I  put  my  |  trust  ■  in  | 
thee. 

16  Let  integrity  and  uprightness  preserve  me; 

for  |  1  —  I  wait  ■  on  I  thee. 


PSALM  XXVI. 

1  Judge  me,  O  Lord ;    for  I  have  walked  in 

mine  integrity  :  I  have  trusted  also  in  the 
Lord  ;  therefore  I  |  shall  ■  not  |  slide. 

2  Examine  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  me ;   try 

my  |  reins  —  |  and  ■  my  |  heart. 

3  For  thy  loving-kindness  is  before  mine  eyes : 

and  I  have  walked  in  |  thy  —  |  truth. 

4  I  have  not  sat  with  vain  persons,   neither 

will  I  go  |  in  —  |  with  ■  dis-  |  -semblers. 

5  I  have  hated  the  congregation  of  evil  doers ; 

and  will  not  |  sit  ■  with  the  |  wicked. 

6  I  will  wash  my  hands  in  innocency :  so  will 

1  |  compass  •  thine  |  altar,  *  O  |  Lord  : 

10 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

7  That    I    may   publish   with    the   voice    of 

thanksgiving,  and  tell  of  all  thy  |  won- 
.  -drous  |  works.       • 

8  Lord,   I  have  loved  the  habitation  of  thy 

house,   and  the  place  where  |  thine  —  | 
hon-  •  -our  |  dwelleth. 

9  Gather  not  my  soul  with  sinners,  nor  my 

life  with  |  blood-  ■  -y  |  men : 

10  In  whose  hands  is  mischief,  and  their  |  right 

•  hand  is  |  full  ■  of  |  bribes. 

11  But  as  for  me,  I  will  walk  in  mine  integrity : 

redeem  me,  and  be  merciful  |  un-  ■  -to  | 
me. 

12  My  foot  standeth  in  an  even  place  :  in  the 

congregations  will  |  I  —  |  bless  ■  the  |  Lord. 


PSALM  XXVII. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation;  | 

whom  shall  ■  I  |  fear  % 

2  The   Lord   is  the  strength  of  my  life;  of 

whom  •  shall  1  |  be  •  a-  |  -fraid? 

3  When  the  wicked,  even  mine  enemies  and 

my  foes,  came  upon  me  to  consume  me, 
they  |  stumbled  *  and  |  fell. 

4  Though  an  host  should  encamp  against  me, 

my  heart  shall  not  fear :  though  war  should 
rise  against  me,  in  |  this  *  will  |  I  •  be  | 
confident. 

D*  11 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  One  thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord,  that 

will  I  seek  after ;  that  I  may  dwell  in  the 
house  of  the  Lord  all  the  |  days  of  •  my  | 
life: 

6  To  behold  the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  to 

in-  |  -quire  •  in  |  his  —  |  temple. 

7  For  in  the  time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me 

in  |  his  •  pa-  |  -vilion : 

8  In  the  secret  of  his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide 

me;  he  shall  set  me  |  up  ■  up-  |  -on  •  a 
|  rock. 

9  And  now  shall  mine  head  be  lifted  up  above 

mine  enemies  |  round  ■  a-  |  -bout  me : 

10  Therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle  sac- 

rifices of  joy :  I  will  sing,  yea,  I  will  sing 
|  prai-  •  -ses  |  unto  ■  the  |  Lord. 

11  Hear,  O  Lord,  when  I  cry  with  my  voice: 

have   mercy  also   upon   me,   and       an-    • 
-swer  |  me. 

12  When  thou  saidst,   Seek  ye  my  face;   my 

heart  said  unto  thee,  Thy  |  face,  ■  Lord,  | 
will  •  I  |  seek. 

13  Hide  not  thy  face  far  from  me ;  put  not  thy 

servant  a-  |  -way  •  in  |  anger : 

14  Thou  hast  been  my  help ;    leave  me  not, 

neither  forsake  me,  O  |  God  •  of  |  my  • 
sal-  |  -vation. 

15  When  my  father   and  my  mother  forsake 

me,  then  the  Lord  will  |  take  ■  me  |  up. 

16  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  lead  me 

in  a  plain  path,  be-  |  -cause  *  of  |  mine  — 
|  enemies. 

12 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

17  I  had  fainted,  unless  I  had  believed  to  see 

the  goodness  of  the  Lord,  in  the  |  land  ■ 
of  the  |  living. 

18  Wait  on  the  Lord  :  be  of  good  courage,  and 

he  shall  strengthen  thine  heart:  |  wait,  • 
I  |  say,  •  on  the  |  Lord. 

PSALM  XXIX. 

1  Give  unto  the  Lord,  0  ye  mighty,  give  unto 

the  Lord  |  glory  ■  and  |  strength. 

2  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  his 

name;  worship  the  |  Lord  •  in  the  |  beauty 
•  of  |  holiness. 

3  The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  upon  the  waters : 

the  God  of  glory  thundereth :  the  Lord  is 
up-  |  -on  •  many  |  waters. 

4  The   voice  of  the  Lord   is   powerful ;    the 

voice  of  the  |  Lord  ■  is  |  full  ■  of  |  majesty. 

5  The  voice  of  the  Lord  breaketh  the  cedars ; 

yea,  the  Lord  breaketh  the  |  cedars  ■  of  | 
Lebanon. 

6  The  voice  of  the  Lord  di-  |  -videth  •  the  | 

flames  ■  of  |  fire. 

7  The  voice  of  the  Lord  shaketh  the  wilder- 

ness ;  the  Lord  shaketh  the  |  wilderness  • 
of  |  Kadesh. 

8  The  Lord  sitteth  upon  the  flood;  yea,  the 

|  Lord  •  sitteth  |  King  •  for  |  ever. 

9  The  Lord  will  give  strength  un-  |  -to  ■  his  | 

people. 
10  The  Lord  will  |  bless  ■  his  |  people  ■  with  | 
peace. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  XXXIII. 

1  Rejoice  in  the  Lord,  O  ye  righteous;   for 

praise  is  |  comely  ■  for  the  |  upright. 

2  Praise  the  Lord  with  harp:  sing  unto  him 

with  the  psaltery  and  an  |  instru-  ■  -ment 
of  |  ten  —  |  strings. 

3  Sing  unto  him  a  new  song;  play  skilfully 

with  a  |  loud  —  |  noise. 

4  For  the  word  of  the  Lord  is  right ;  and  all 

his  |  works  ■  are  |  done  ■  in  |  truth. 

5  He  loveth  righteousness  and  judgment :  the 

earth  is  full  of  the   |   goodness  ■  of  the  | 
Lord. 

6  By  the  word  of  the  Lord  were  the  heavens 

made  ;  and  all  the  host  of  them  by  the  | 
breath  ■  of  |  his  —  |  mouth. 

7  He  gathereth  the  waters  of  the  sea  together 

as  an  heap :  he  layeth  up  the  |  depth  ■  in 
|  store-houses. 

8  Let  all  the  earth  fear  the  Lord  :  let  all  the 

inhabitants  of  the  |  world  ■  stand  in  |  awe 
•  of  |  him. 

9  For  he  spake,   and  it  was  done;  he  com- 

manded, and  it  [  stood  —  |  fast. 
10  The  Lord  bringeth  the  counsel  of  the  hea- 
then to  nought:    he  maketh   the  devices 
of  the  |  people  ■  of  |  none  ■  ef-  |  -feet. 

14 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  The  counsel  of  the  Lord  standeth  for  ever, 

the  thoughts  of  his  heart  to  |  all  •  gene-  | 
-rations. 

12  Blessed   is   the    nation   whose   God   is   the 

Lord;  and  the  people  whom  he  hath 
chosen  for  his  |  own  •  in-  |  -her-  •  -i-  j 
-tance. 

13  The  Lord  looketh  from  heaven ;  he  behold- 

eth  all  the  |  sons  -  of  |  men. 

14  From  the  place  of  his  habitation  he  looketh 

upon  all  the  in-  |  -habi-  ■  -tants  |  of  ■  the  | 
earth. 

15  He  fashioneth  their  hearts  alike:   he  con- 

sidered |  all  *  their  |  works. 

16  There  is  no  king  saved  by  the  multitude  of 

an  host :  a  mighty  man  is  not  de-  |  -liv- 
er'd  •  by  |  much  —  |  strength. 

17  An  horse  is  a  vain  thing  for  safety :  neither 

shall  he  deliver  any  by  |  his  ■  great  | 
strength. 

18  Behold,  the  eye  of  the  Lord  is  upon  them 

that  fear  him,  upon  them  that  |  hope  ■  in 
|  his  —  |  mercy. 

19  To  deliver  their   soul  from  death,   and  to 

keep  them  a-  |  -live  ■  in  |  famine. 

20  Our  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  :  he  is-  our  | 

help  *  and  |  our  —  |  shield. 

21  For  our  heart  shall  rejoice  in  him,  because 

we  have  trusted  in  his  |  ho-  ■  -ly  |  name. 

22  Let  thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  be  upon  us,  ac-  | 

-cording  ■  as  we  |  hope  •  in  |  thee. 

15 


SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  XXXIV. 

1  I   will  bless   the  Lord   at   all   times :   his 

praise   shall   continually  |  be  in   •   my  | 
mouth. 

2  My  soul  shall  make  her  boast  in  the  Lord  : 

the  humble  shall  |  hear  ■  there-  |  -of,  and 

•  be  |  glad. 

3  O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me,  and  let  us 

exalt  his  |  name  ■  to-  |  -gether. 

4  I  sought  the  Lord,  and  he  heard  me,  and 

de-  |  -liver' d  ■  me  from  |  all  ■  my  |  fears. 

5  They  looked  unto  him,  and  were  lightened : 

and  their  faces  were  |  not  *  a-  |  -shamed. 

6  This  poor  man  cried,  and  the  Lord  heard 

him,  and  saved  him  |  out  ■  of  |  all  ■  his  | 
troubles. 

7  The  angel  of  the  Lord  encampeth  round 

about  them  that  fear  him,  and  de-  |  -liver- 

*  -eth  |  them. 

8  O   taste  and   see   that  the  Lord   is   good: 

blessed  is  the  |   man  ■  that  |  trusteth  * 
in  |  him. 

9  O  fear  the  Lord,  ye  his  saints;    for  there 

is  no  want  to  them  that  |  fear  —  |  him. 
10  The  young  lions  do  lack,  and  suffer  hun- 
ger:  but  they  that  seek  the  Lord  shall 
not  |  want  —  |  any  ■  good  |  thing. 

16 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

11  Come,  ye  children,  hearken  unto  me:  I  will 

teach  you  the  |  fear  ■  of  the  |  Lord. 

12  What   man   is   he    that    desire th   life,    and 

loveth  many  days,  that  |  he  ■  may  |  see  — 
|  good  ? 

13  Keep  thy  tongue  from  evil,   and   thy  lips 

from  |  speak-  ■  -ing  |  guile. 

14  Depart  from  evil,  and  do  good ;  seek  |  peace 

—  |  and  pur-  |  -sue  it. 

15  The  eyes  of  the  Lord  are  upon  the  right- 

eous, and  his  ears  are  open  un-  |  -to  ■  their 

I  cry- 

16  The  face  of  the  Lord  is  against  them  that 

do  evil,  to  cut  off  the  re-  |  -membrance  * 
of  |  them  •  from  the  |  earth. 

17  The  righteous  cry,  and  the  Lord  heareth, 

and  delivereth  them  out  of  |  all  ■  their  | 
troubles. 

18  The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  them  that  are  of  a 

broken  heart;  and  saveth  such  as  |  be  * 
of  a  |  con-  •  -trite  |  spirit. 

19  Many  are  the  afflictions  of  the  righteous; 

but  the  Lord  delivereth  him   |  out  of  • 
them  |  all. 

20  He  keepeth  all  his  bones :    not  ]  one  ■  of  | 

them  •  is  |  broken. 

21  Evil  shall  slay  the  wicked :  and  they  that 

hate  the  righteous  |  shall  ■  be  |  desolate. 

22  The  Lord  redeemeth  the  soul  of  his  servants : 

and  none  of  them  that  |  trust  •  in  |  him 
shall  •  be  J  desolate. 

17 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  XXXVII. 

1  Fret  not  thyself  because  of  evil  doers,  nei- 

ther be  thou  envious  against  the  |  work- 
ers •  of  in-  |  -iquity. 

2  For  they  shall  soon  be  cut  down  like  the 

grass,  and   |   wither  ■   as  the  |  green  —  | 
herb. 

3  Trust  in  the  Lord,  and  do  good;  so  shalt 

thou  dwell  in  the  land,  and  verily  thou  | 
shalt  •  be  |  fed. 

4  Delight  thyself  also  in  the  Lord,   and  he 

shall  give  thee  the  de-  |  -sires  ■  of  |  thine 
—  heart. 

5  Commit  thy  way  unto  the  Lord  ;  trust  also 

in  him;  and  he  shall  |  bring  it  *  to  |  pass; 

6  And  he  shall  bring  forth  thy  righteousness 

as  the  light,  and  thy  |  judg-  ■  -ment  |  as  ■ 
the  |  noon-day. 

7  Cease  from  anger,  and  forsake  wrath :  fret 

not  thyself  in  any  wise  |  to  •  do  |  evil. 

8  For  evil  doers  shall  be  cut  off :  but  those  that 

wait  upon  the  Lord,  |  they  ■  shall  in-  | 
-herit  ■  the  |  earth. 

9  The  steps  of  a  good  man  are  ordered  by 

the  Lord  :  and  he  de-  |  -lighteth  •  in  his  | 

way. 

10  Though  he  fall,  he  shall  not  be  utterly  cast 

down :  for  the  Lord  up-  |  -holdeth  *  him  | 

with  •  his  |  hand. 
is 


SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 

11  I  have  been  young,  and  now  am  old;  yet 

have  I  not  seen  the  righteous  forsaken,  nor 
his  |  seed  ■  begging  |  bread. 

12  He  is  ever  merciful,  and  lendeth ;  and  his  | 

seed  —  |  is  —  |  blessed. 

13  Depart  from  evil,  and  do  good ;  and  dwell 

for  |  ev-  •  -er-  |  -more. 

14  For  the  Lord  loveth  judgment,  and  forsaketh 

not  his  saints ;  they  are  preserved  forever : 
but  the  seed  of  the  |  wicked  •  shall  |  be  * 
cut  |  off. 

15  The  righteous  shall  inherit  the  land,  and 

dwell  there-  |  -in  •  for  |  ever. 

16  The  mouth  of  the  righteous  speaketh  wis- 

dom, and  his  |  tongue  —  |  talketh  •  of  | 
judgment. 

17  The  law  of  his  God  is  in  his  heart ;  none  of 

his  |  steps  •  shall  |  slide. 

18  The  wicked  watcheth  the  righteous,  and  | 

seeketh  •  to  |  slay  —  |  him. 

19  The  Lord  will  not  leave  him  in  his  hand, 

nor  condemn  him  when  |  he  •  is  |  judged. 

20  Wait  on  the  Lord  and  keep  his  way,  and  he 

shall  exalt  thee  to  inherit  the  land  :  When 
the  wicked  are  cut  off,  |  thou  —  |  shalt  — 
|  see  it. 

21  I  have  seen  the  wicked  in  great  power,  and 

spreading  himself  like  a  |  green  —  |  bay- 
tree. 

22  Yet  he  passed  away,  and  lo,  he  was  not; 

yea,  I  sought  him,  but  |  he  ■  could  |  not  • 
be  |  found. 

E  19 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

23  Mark  the  perfect  man,  and  behold  the  up- 

right:   for   the   end   of  that  |  man  •  is  | 
peace. 

24  But  the  transgressors  shall  be  destroyed  to- 

gether :  the  end  of  the  |  wicked  •  shall  | 
be  •  cut  |  off. 

25  But  the  salvation  of  the  righteous  is  of  the 

Lord  :  he  is  their  strength  in  the  |  time  • 
of  |  trouble. 

26  And  the  Lord  shall  help  them,  and  deliver 

them :    he   shall   deliver   them   from   the 
wicked,    and   save   them,    be-   |  -cause  ■ 
,     they  I  trust  •  in  I  him. 


PSALM  XXXIX. 

1  I  said,  I  will  take  heed  to  my  ways,  that  I 

sin  not  with  my  tongue :  I  will  keep  my 
mouth  with  a  bridle,  while  the  |  wicked  • 
is  be-  |  -fore  me. 

2  I  was  dumb  with  silence ;  I  held  my  peace, 

even  from  good;  and  my  |  sor-  •  -row  | 
was  —  |  stirred. 

3  My  heart  was  hot  within  me :  while  I  was 

musing  the  fire  burned ;  then  |  spake  I  ■ 
with  my    |  tongue. 

4  Lord,  make  me  to  know  mine  end,  and  the 

measure  of  my  days,  what  it  is ;  that  I 
may  |  know  ■  how  |  frail  ■  I  |  am. 

20 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  Behold,   thou   hast   made   my  days   as  an 

handbreadth ;  and  mine  age  is  as  nothing 
before  thee :  verily  every  man  at  his  best 
state  is  alto-  |  -geth-  ■  -er  |  vanity. 

6  Surely  every  man  walketh  in  a  vain  shew : 

surely  they  are  disquieted  in  vain :  he 
heapeth  up  riches,  and  knoweth  not  |  who  ■ 
shall  |  gath-  •  -er  |  them. 

7  And  now,  Lord,  what  wait  1  for  ?  my  |  hope 

is  *  in  |  thee. 

8  Deliver    me   from    all    my   transgressions : 

make  me  not  the  re-  |  -proach  —  |  of  •  the  | 
foolish. 

9  I  was  dumb,  I  opened  not  my  mouth ;  be-  | 

cause  •  thou  |  didst  it. 

10  Remove  thy  stroke  away  from  me :   I  am 

consumed  by  the  |  blow  ■  of  |  thine  —  | 
hand. 

11  When  thou  with  rebukes  dost  correct  man 

for  iniquity,  thou  makest  his  beauty  to 
consume  away  like  a  moth  :  surely  every  | 
man  •  is  |  vanity. 

12  Hear  my  prayer,  O  Lord,  and  give  ear  unto 

my  cry;  hold  not  thy  |  peace  —  |  at  •  my  | 
tears. 

13  For  I  am  a  stranger  with  thee  and  a  so- 

journer, as  all  my  |  fath-  ■  -ers  |  were. 

14  O  spare  me,  that  I  may  recover  strength,  be- 

fore I  go  |  hence,  •  and  |  be  •  no  |  more. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS 


PSALM  XL. 

1  I  waited  patiently  for  the  Lord  ;   and  he  in- 

clined unto  me,  and  |  heard  ■  my  |  cry. 

2  He  brought  me  up  also  out  of  an  horrible  pit, 

out  of  the  miry  clay,  and  set  my  feet  upon 
a  rock,  and  es-  |  -tab-  •  -lish'd  |  my  —  | 
goings. 

3  And  he  hath  put  a  new  song  in  my  mouth, 

even  praise  unto  our  God  :  many  shall  see 
it,  and  fear,  and  shall  |  trust  ■  in  the  | 
Lord. 

4  Blessed  is  that  man  that  maketh  the  Lord 

his  trust,  and  respecteth  not  the  proud,  nor 
such  as  |  turn  ■  a-  |  -side  •  to  |  lies. 

5  Many,  O  Lord  my  God,  are  thy  wonderful 

works  which  thou  hast  done,  and  thy 
thoughts  which  |  are  •  to  |  us- ward  : 

6  They  cannot  be  reckoned  up  in  order  unto 

thee :  if  I  would  declare  and  speak  of 
them,  they  are  |  more  ■  than  |  can  be  | 
numbered. 

7  Sacrifice  and  offering  thou  |  didst  ■  not  de-  | 

-sire. 

8  Mine  ears  hast  thou  opened :  burnt-offering 

and  sin-offering  |  hast  •  thou  |  not  •  re-  | 
-quired. 

9  Then  said  I,  Lo,  I  come :  in  the  volume  of 

the  book  it  is  |  written  ■  of  |  me, 
10  I  delight  to  do  thy  will,  O  my  God :  yea, 
thy  |  law  •  is  with-  |  -in  ■  my  |  heart. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  I  have  preached  righteousness  in  the  |  great 

•  congre-  |  -gation. 

12  Lo,    I   have   not   refrained   my  |  lips,  ■  O  | 

Lord,  ■  thou  |  knowest. 

13  I  have  not  hid  thy  righteousness  with-  |  -in  ■ 

my  |  heart. 

14  I  have  declared  thy  faithfulness  and  thy  sal- 

vation :  I  have  not  concealed  thy  loving- 
kindness  and  thy  |  truth  •  from  the  |  great 

•  congre-  |  -gation. 

15  Withhold  not  thou  thy  tender  mercies  |  from 

me,  •  O  |  Lord. 

16  Let  thy  loving-kindness  and  thy  truth  con-  | 

-tinually  •  pre-  |  -serve  —  |  me. 

17  Let  all  those  that  seek  thee  rejoice  and  be  | 

glad  •  in  |  thee. 

18  Let  such  as  love  thy  salvation  say  continu- 

ally, the  |  Lord  ■  be  |  mag-  ■  -ni-  |  -fled. 

19  But  I   am  poor  and  needy ;  yet  the  Lord 

thinketh  up-  |  -on  —  |  me. 

20  Thou  art  my  help  and  my  deliverer ;  make 

no  |  tarry-  ■  -ing,  |  O  •  my  |  God. 

PSALM  XLII. 

1  As  the  hart  panteth  after  the  water-brooks, 

so  panteth  my  soul  after  |  thee,  ■  O  |  God. 

2  My  soul  thirsteth  for  God,   for   the   living 

God  :   when  shall  I  come  and  ap-  |  -pear  ■ 
be-  |  -fore  —  |  God '? 

3  My  tears  have  been  my  meat  |  day  ■  and  | 

night, 

4  While    they    continually    say    unto    me,  | 

Where  ■  is  |  thy  —  |  God? 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  When  I  remember  these  things,  I  pour  out 

my  soul  in  me  :  for  I  had  |  gone  ■  with 
the  |  multitude. 

6  I  went  with  them  to  the  house  of  God,  with 

the  voice  of  joy  and  praise,  with  a  multi- 
tude that  |  kept  —  |  ho-  ■  -ly  |  day. 

7  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  O  my  soul  ?  and 

why  art  thou  dis-  |  -quiet-  •  -ed  |  in  me  ? 

8  Hope  thou  in  God :  for  I  shall  yet  praise 

him  for  the  |  help  •  of  |  his  —  |  counte- 
nance. 

9  O  my  God,  my  soul  is  cast  |  down  ■  with-  | 

-in  me. 

10  Therefore  will   I  remember  thee  from  the 

land  of  Jordan,  and  of  the  Hermonites,  | 
from  •  the  (hill  —  |  Mizar. 

11  Deep  calleth  unto  deep  at  the  noise  of  thy 

water-spouts :  all  thy  waves  and  thy  bil- 
lows are  |  gone  —  |  over  me. 

12  Yet  the  Lord  will  command  his  loving-kind- 

ness in  the  day  time,  and  in  the  night  his 
song  shall  be  with  me,  and  my  prayer 
unto  the  |  God  •  of  |  my  —  |  life. 

13  I  will  say  unto  God  my  rock,  Why  hast 

thou  forgotten  me  ?  why  go  I  mourning 
because  of  the  op-  |  -pression  ■  of  the  | 
enemy  ? 

14  As  with  a  sword  in  my  bones,  mine  enemies 

reproach  me ;  while  they  say  daily  unto 
me,  |  Where  ■  is  |  thy  —  |  God  ? 

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SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 

15  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  O  my  soul  ?  and 

why  art  thou  dis-  |  -quiet-  •  -ed  with-  |  -in 
me? 

16  Hope  thou  in  God  :   for  I  shall  yet  praise 

him,  who  is  the  health  of  my  |  counte-  • 
-nance,  |  and  •  my  |  God. 

PSALM  XL VI. 

1  God   is   our  refuge   and    strength,    a  very 

present  |  help  ■  in  |  trouble. 

2  Therefore  will  not  we  fear,  though  the  earth 

be  removed,  and  though  the  mountains  be 
carried  in-  |  -to  •  the  |  midst  ■  of  the  |  sea  ; 

3  Though  the  waters  thereof  |  roar  ■  and  be  | 

troubled. 

4  Though  the  mountains  |  shake  •  with  the  | 

swelling  •  there-  |  -of. 

5  There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof  shall 

make  glad  the  |  city  ■  of  |  God. 

6  The  holy  place  of  the  |  tabernacles  •  of  the  | 

Most  —  I  High. 


7  God  is  in 

ihe  midst  of  her :  : 

she  shall 

|  not 

be  |  moved. 

8 

God   shall 
early. 

|  help 

her, 

•  and 

|  that  • 

right 

9  The    heathen    raged,    the    kingdoms   were 
moved :  he  uttered  his  voice,  the  |  earth 
—  |  melted. 
10  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us  ;  the  God  of  | 
Ja-  •  -cob  |  is  •  our  |  refuge. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  Come,  behold  the  works  of  the  Lord,  what 

desolations  he  hath  |  made  •  in  the  |  earth. 

12  He  maketh  wars  to  cease  unto  the  end  of  the 

earth ;  he  breaketh  the  bow,  and  cutteth 
the  spear  in  sunder ;  he  |  burneth  ■  the  j 
chariot  ■  in  the  |  fire. 

13  Be  still,  and  know  that  I  am  God  :  I  will  be 

exalted  among  the  heathen,  I  will  be  ex- 
|  -alted  •  in  the  |  earth. 

14  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us;  the  God  of  | 

Ja-  •  -cob  |  is  •  our  |  refuge. 

PSALM  XLVIII. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised 

in  the  city  of  our  God,  in  the  |  mountain  * 
of  his  |  holiness. 

2  Beautiful  for  situation,  the  joy  of  the  whole 

earth,  is  mount  Zion,  on  the  sides  of  the 
north,  the  |  city  •  of  the  |  great  —  |  King. 

3  God  is  known  in  her  palaces  |  for  •  a  |  refuge. 

4  As  we  have  heard,  so  have  we  seen  in  the 

city  of  the  Lord  of  hosts,  in  the  city  of  our 
God :  God  will  es-  |  -tablish  *  it  |  for  —  | 
ever. 

5  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving-kindness,  O 

God,  in  the  |  midst  of  ■  thy  |  temple. 

6  According   to  thy  name,  O.God,   so  is  thy 

praise  unto  the  ends  of  the  earth  :  thy 
right  |  hand  ■  is  |  full  ;  of  |  righteousness. 

7  Let  mount  Zion  rejoice,  let  the  daughters  of 

Judah  be  glad,  be-  |  -cause  of  ■  thy  |  judg- 
ments. 

8  Walk  about  Zion,  and  go  round  about  her:  | 

tell  •  the  j  towers  •  there-  |  -of. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  Mark  ye  well  her  bulwarks,  consider  her 
palaces ;  that  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  gene-  | 
-ra-  •  -tion  |  following. 
10  For  this  God  is  our  God  for  ever  and  ever : 
he  will  be  our  |  guide  ■  even  |  un-  ■  -to  | 
death. 

PSALM  L. 

1  The    mighty   God,    even    the    Lord,   hath 

spoken,  and  called  the  earth  from  the 
rising  of  the  sun  unto  the  going  |  down  * 
there-  |  -of. 

2  Out  of  Zion,  the  perfection  of  |  beau-  •  -ty,  | 

God  •  hath  |  shined. 

3  Our  God  shall  come,    and   shall   not  keep 

silence :  a  fire  shall  devour  before  him, 
and  it  shall  be  very  tempestuous  |  round  • 
a-  |  -bout  him. 

4  He  shall  call  to  the  heavens  from  above,  and 

to  the  earth,  that  |  he  •  may  |  judge  ■  his  | 
people. 

5  Gather  my  saints  together  unto  me ;  those 

that  have  made  a  covenant  with  |  me  ■ 
by  |  sacrifice. 

6  And  the  heavens  shall  declare  his  righteous- 

ness :  for  |  God  ■  is  |  judge  ■  him-  |  -self. 

7  Hear,  O  my  people,   and  I  will  speak ;  O 

Israel,  and  I  will  testify  against  thee :  I 
am  God,  even  |  thy  —  |  God. 

8  I  will  not  reprove  thee  for  thy  sacrifices  or 

thy  burnt-offerings  to  have  |  been  •  con-  | 
-tinnally  •  be-  |  -fore  me. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  I  will  take  no  bullock  out  of  thy  house,  nor 
he-goats  |  out  of  •  thy  |  folds. 

10  For  every  beast  of  the  forest  is  mine,  and 

the  cattle   up-  |  -on  *  a  |  thou-  •  -sand  | 
hills. 

11  I  know  all  the  fowls  of  the  mountains :  and 

the  wild  beasts  of  the  |  field  •  are  |  mine. 

12  If  I  were  hungry,  I  would  not  telbthee :  for 

the  world   is  |  mine,  ■  and   the  |  fulness  * 
there-  |  -of. 

13  Will  I  eat  the  flesh  of  bulls,  or  drink  the  | 

blood  •  of  |  goats  ? 

14  Offer  unto  God  thanksgiving;  and  pay  thy  j 

vows  •  un-  |  -to  the  ■  Most  |  High. 

15  And  call  upon  me  in  the  day  of  trouble :  I 

will  deliver  thee,  and  thou  shalt  |  glori-  • 
-fy  |  me. 

16  Whoso  offereth  praise  glorifieth  me :  and  to 

him  that  ordereth  his  conversation  aright 
will  I  |  shew  the  ■  sal-  |  -vation  ■  of  |  God. 

PSALM  LI. 

1  Have  mercy  upon  me,  O  God,  according  to 

thy  |  lov-  •  -ing  |  kindness. 

2  According  unto  the  multitude  of  thy  tender 

mercies  |  blot  •  out  |  my  ■  trans-  |  -gres- 
sions. 

3  Wash  me   thoroughly   from  mine  iniquity, 

and  cleanse  me  |  from  •  my  |  sin. 

4  For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions :  and 

my  |  sin  •  is  |  ever  •  be-  |  -fore  me. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  Behold,  thou  desirest  truth  in  the   inward 

parts :  and  in  the  hidden  part  thou  shalt 
make  |  me  to  •  know  |  wisdom. 

6  Purge  me  with  hyssop,  and  I  shall  be  clean  : 

wash  me,  and  I  |  shall  •  be  |  whiter  *  than 
|  snow. 

7  Make  me  to  hear  joy  and  gladness ;  that  the 

bones   which   thou   hast    broken  |  may  • 
re-  |  -joice. 

8  Hide  thy  face  from  my  sins,  and  |  blot  *  out 

|  all  •  mine  in-  |  -iquities. 

9  Create   in   me   a  clean  heart,  O  God ;   and 

renew  a  right  |  spirit  ■  with-  |  -in  me. 

10  Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence ;   and 

take  not  thy  |  ho-  ■  -ly  |  spi-  ■  -rit  |  from 
me. 

11  Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  salvation; 

and  uphold  me  with  |  thy  •  free  |  spirit. 

12  Then  will  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways ; 

and  sinners  shall  be  con-  |  -ver-  ■  -ted  | 
un-  •  -to  |  thee. 

13  Deliver   me  from  blood-guiltiness,   O  God, 

thou  God  of  |  my  ■  sal-  |  -vation : 

14  And  my  tongue  shall  sing  a-  |  -loud  *  of  | 

thy  —  |  righteousness. 

15  O  Lord,  open  thou  my  lips,  and  my  mouth 

shall  shew  |  forth  ■  thy  |  praise. 

16  For  thou  desirest  not  sacrifice ;  else  would  I 

give  it :  thou  delightest  |  not  •  in  |  burnt- 
—  |  -offering. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALBIS. 

17  The   sacrifices  of  God  are  a  |  bro-  '  -ken  | 

spirit: 

18  A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart,  O  God,  |  thou 

•  wilt  |  not  •  des-  |  -pise. 


PSALM  LXII. 

1  Truly  my  soul  waiteth  upon  God :  from  him 

cometh  |  my  ■  sal-  |  -vation. 

2  He  only  is  my  rock  and  my  salvation ;  he  is 

my  defence ;  I  shall  j  not  ■  be  |  great-  ■  -ly 
|  moved. 

3  My  soul,  wait  thou  only  upon  God;  for  my 

expectation  |  is  ■  from  |  him. 

4  He  only  is  my  rock  and  my  salvation :  he  is 

my  defence;  [  I  ■  shall  |  not  ■  be  |  moved. 

5  In  God  is  my  salvation  and  my  glory :  the 

rock  of  my  strength,  and  my  refuge,  |  is  • 
in  |  God. 

6  Trust  in  him  at  all  times ;  ye  people,  pour 

out  your  heart  before  him :  |  God  •  is  a  | 
refuge  •  for  |  us. 

7  Surely  men  of  low  degree  are  vanity,  and 

men  of  high  degree  |  are  ■  a  |  lie. 

8  To  be  laid  in   the  balance,   they  are  alto- 

gether |  light-  •  -er  |  than  —  |  vanity. 

9  Trust  not  in  oppression,  and  become  not  | 

vain  •  in  |  robbery: 
10  If  riches  increase,  set  |  not  ■  your  |  heart  • 
up-  |  -on  them. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  God  hath  spoken  once ;  twice  have  I  heard 

this;    that   power   belongeth  |  un-  ■  -to  I 
God. 

12  Also  unto  thee,  O  Lord,  belongeth  mercy : 

for  thou  renderest  to  every  man  ac-  |  -cord- 

•  -ing  |  to  •  his  |  work. 

PSALM  LXIII. 

1  O  God,  thou  art  my  God ;  early  will  I  |  seek 

—  |  thee : 

2  My  soul  thirsteth  for  thee,  my  flesh  longeth 

for  thee   in   a  dry  and  thirsty  |    land,   ■ 
where  no  |  wa-  ■  -ter  |  is ; 

3  To  see  thy  power  and    thy  glory,  so  as  I 

have  seen  thee  |  in  ■  the  |  sanctuary.  . 

4  Because  thy  loving-kindness  is   better  than 

life,  my  |  lips  ■  shall  |  praise  —  |  thee. 

5  Thus  will  I  bless  thee  while  I  live:  I  will  lift 

up  my  |  hands  in  ■  thy  |  name. 

6  My  soul  shall  be  satisfied  as  with  marrow 

and  fatness ;  and  my  mouth  shall  |  praise 

•  thee  with  |  joy-  ■  -ful  |  lips. 

7  When  I  remember  thee  upon  my  bed,  and 

meditate    on    thee   in    the        night   —  | 
watches. 

8  Because  thou  hast  been  my  help,  therefore 

in   the   shadow  of  thy  |  wings  ■  will  |  I  • 
re-  |  -joice. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  LXV. 

1  Praise  waiteth  for  thee,  O  God.  in  Sion:  and 

unto    thee   shall    the  |  vow    •   be    per- 
-formed. 

2  O   thou   that  hearest   prayer,   unto  |  thee  • 

shall  |  all  *  flesh  |  come. 

3  Iniquities  pre-  |  -vail  ■  a-  |  -gainst  me : 

4  As   for   our   transgressions,  |  thou  •  shalt  | 

purge  them  ■  a-  |  -way. 

5  Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  choosest,  and 

causest   to  approach   unto  thee,  that  he 
may  |  dwell  in  •  thy  |  courts. 

6  We  shall  be  satisfied  with  the  goodness  of 

thy  house,  |  even  •  of  thy  |  ho-  ■  -ly  |  tem- 
ple. 

7  By  terrible  things  in  righteousness  wilt  thou 

answer  us,  O  God  of  |  our  •  sal-  |  -vation; 

8  Who  art  the  confidence  of  all  the  ends  of  the 

earth,  and   of  them  that   are  afar  |  off  ■ 
up-  |  -on  •  the  |  sea : 


9  Which  by  his  strength  setteth  fast  the  moun- 
tains ;  being  |  girded  ■  with  |  power : 

10  Which   stilleth   the   noise  of  the  seas,  the 

noise  of  their  waves,  and  the  |  tu-  ■  -mult  | 
of  •  the  |  people. 

11  They  also  that  dwell  in  the  uttermost  parts 

are  afraid  at  |  thy  —  |  tokens. 

12  Thou  makest  the  out-goings  of  the  morning 

and  |  even-  •  -ing  |  to  ■  re-  |  -joice. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

13  Thou   visitest   the  earth,  and   waterest  it : 

thou  greatly  enrichest  it  with  the  river  of 
God,  which  is  |  full  ■  of  |  water : 

14  Thou  preparest  them  corn,  when  thou  hast 

|  so  *  pro-  |  -vi-  •  -ded  |  for  it. 

15  Thou   waterest    the   ridges   thereof   abun- 

dantly :  thou  settlest  the  furrows  • 
there-  |  -of. 

16  Thou  makest  it  soft  with  showers :  thou  | 

blessest  ■  the  |  springing  •  there-  |  -of. 

17  Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness ; 

and  thy  |  paths  ■  drop  |  fatness. 

18  They  drop  upon  the  pastures  of  the  wilder- 

ness :  and  the  little  hills  re-  |  -joice  •  on  | 
eve-  •  -ry  |  side. 

19  The  pastures  are  clothed  with  flocks ;  the 

valleys  also  are  covered  |  over  ■  with  | 
corn. 

20  They  shout  for  |  joy,  ■  they  |  al-  •  -so  |  sing. 

PSALM  LXVI. 

1  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  God,  |  all  •  ye  | 

lands : 

2  Sing  forth  the  honour  of  his  |  name  :  ■  make 

|  his  •  praise  |  glorious. 

3  Say  unto  God,  How  terrible  art  thou  in  thy 

works !  through  the  greatness  of  thy 
power  shall  thine  enemies  submit  them-  | 
-selves  •  unto  |  thee. 

4  All  the  earth  shall  worship  thee,  and  shall 

sing  unto  thee ;  they  shall  |  sing  ■  to  |  thy 
—  |  name. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

5  Come  and  see  the  works  of  God :  he  is  terri- 

ble in  his  doing  toward  the  |  children  ■  of 
|  men. 

6  He  turned  the  sea  into  dry  land :  they  went 

through  the  flood  on  foot :  there  did  |  we  * 
re-  |  -joice  ■  in  |  him. 

7  He  ruleth  by  his  power  for  ever :  his  eyes 

be-  |  -hold  •  the  |  nations. 

8  Let   not  the   re-  |  -bel-  •   -lions  ex-  |  -alt  * 

them-  |  -selves. 

9  O  bless  our  God,  ye  people,  and  make  the 

voice  of  his  |  praise  to  •  be  |  heard : 

10  Which  holdeth  our  soul  in  life,  and  suffereth 

not  our  |  feet  •  to  |  be  —  |  moved. 

11  I  will  go  into  thy  house  with  burnt  offer- 

ings :  I  will  |  pay  thee  •  my  |  vows, 

12  Which  my  lips  have  uttered,  and  my  mouth 

hath  spoken,  when  |  I  ■  was  |  in  —  |  trou- 
ble. 

13  Come  and  hear,  all  ye  that  fear  God,  and  I 

will  declare  what  he  hath  |  done  for  •  my 
|  soul. 

14  I  cried  unto  him  with  my  mouth,  and  he 

was  ex-  |  -tol-  ■  -led  |  with  ■  my  |  tongue. 

15  If  I  regard  iniquity  in  my  heart,  the  |  Lord 

will  •  not  |  hear  me : 

16  But  verily  God  hath  heard  me;   he  hath 

attended   to   the    |    voice  •  of  |  my   —   \ 
prayer. 

17  Blessed  be  God,  which  hath  not  turned  a-  | 

-way  •  my  |  prayer, 

18  Nor  his  |  mer-  ■  -cy  I  from  —  |  me. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM   LXV1I. 

1  God  be  merciful  unto  |  us,  *  and  |  bless  us ; 

2  And   cause   his  |  face  •  to  |  shine  ■  up-  |  -on 

us. 

3  That  thy  way  may  be  |  known  up-  ■  -on  | 

earth, 

4  Thy  saving  |  health  •  a-  |  -mong  •  all  |  na- 

tions. 


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5  Let  the  people  [  praise  thee,  ■  O  |  God 

6  Let  |  all  the  ■  people  |  praise  —  |  thee. 

7  O  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  |  sing  •  for  | 

8  For  thou  shalt  judge  the  people  righteously, 

and  govern  the  |  na-  •  -tions  |  up-  ■  -on 
earth. 

9  Let  the  people  |  praise  thee,  ■  O  |  God, 

10  Let  |  all  the  ■  people  |  praise  —  |  thee. 

11  Then  shall  the  earth  yield  her  increase;  and 

God,  even  our  |  own  ■  God,  shall  |  bless 
us. 

12  God  shall  bless  us,  and  all  the  ends  of  the  | 

earth  •  shall  |  fear  —  |  him. 

PSALM  LXXI. 

1  In  thee,  O  Lord,  do  I  put  my  trust ;  let  me 

never  be  |  put  to  •  con-  |  -fusion. 

2  Deliver  me  in  thy  righteousness,  and  cause 

me  to  escape :  incline  thine  |  ear  •  unto  | 
me,  •  and  I  save  me. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

3  Be  thou  my  strong  habitation,  whereunto  I 

may  con-  |  -tinually  •  re-  |  -sort : 

4  Thou  hast  given  commandment  to  save  me; 

for  thou  art  my  |  rock  ■  and  |  my  —  |  for- 
tress. 

5  Let  my  mouth  be  filled  with  thy  praise  and 

with  thy  honour  |  all  ■  the  |  day. 

6  Cast  me  not  off  in  the  time  of  old  age ;    for- 

sake me  |  not  •  when  my  |  strength  —  | 
faileth. 

7  O  God,  thou  hast  taught  me  |  from  •  my  | 

youth : 

8  And   hitherto   have    I    de-  |  -clared  •  thy  | 

won-  •  -drous  |  works. 

9  Now  also  when  I  am  old  and  grey-headed, 

O  God,  for-  |  -sake  •  me  |  not ; 

10  Until  I  have  shewed  thy  strength  unto  this 

generation,  and  thy  power  to  every  |  one  ■ 
that  |    is  •  to  |  come. 

11  Thy   righteousness   also,    O    God,    is   very 

high,  who  hast  done  great  things:  O  God, 
who  is  |  like  ■  unto  |  thee  ? 

12  Thou,  which  hast  shewed  me  great  and  sore 

troubles,  shalt  quicken  me  again,  and 
shalt  bring  me  up  again  from  the  |  depths 
—  |  of  •  the  |  earth. 

13  Thou  shalt  increase  my  greatness,  and  com- 

fort me  on  |  eve-  ■  -ry  |  side. 

14  I  will  praise  thee  with  the  psaltery,  even  thy 

truth,  O  my  God  :  unto  thee  will  I  sing 
with  the  harp,  O  thou  |  Ho-  ■  -ly  |  One  ■ 
of  |  Israel. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

15  My  lips  shall  greatly  rejoice  when  I  sing 

unto  thee;  and  my  soul,  which  |  thou  . 
hast  re-  |  -deemed. 

16  My  tongue  also  shall  talk  of  thy  righteous- 

ness all  the  day  long :  for  they  are  con- 
founded,   for    they   are    brought    unto 
shame,  •  that  |  seek  ■  my  |  hurt. 

PSALM    LXXII. 

1  Give  the  king  thy  judgments,  O  God,  and 

thy  righteousness  unto  the  |  king's  —  | 
son. 

2  He  shall  judge  thy  people  with  righteous- 

ness, and  thy  |  poor  —  |  with  —  |  judg- 
ment. 

3  The  mountains  shall  bring  peace  to  the  peo- 

ple, and  the  little  |  hills,  ■  by  |  righteous- 
ness. 

4  He  shall  judge  the  poor  of  the  people,  he 

shall  save  the  children  of  the  needy,  and 
shall  break  in  |  pie-  •  -ces  |  the  ■  op-  | 
-pressor. 

5  They  shall  fear  thee  as  long  as  the  sun  and 

moon  endure,  throughout  |  all  ■  gene-  | 
-rations. 

6  He   shall   come   down   like   rain   upon  the 

mown  grass :  as  |  showers  ■  that  |  water  • 
the  |  earth. 

7  In  his  days  shall  the  righteous  flourish :  and 

abundance  of  peace  so  long  as  the  |  moon 
•  en-  |  -dureth. 

8  He  shall   have  dominion   also  from  sea  to 

sea,  and  from  the  river  unto  the  |  ends  — 
|  of  •  the  |  earth. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  They  that  dwell  in  the  wilderness  shall  bow 
before  him;  and  his  enemies  shall  |  lick  * 
the  |  dust. 

10  The  kings  of  Tarshish  and  of  the  isles  shall 

bring  presents :  the  kings  of  Sheba  and  | 
Seba  *  shall  |  offer  |  gifts. 

11  Yea,  all  kings  shall  fall  down  before  him : 

all  |  nations  ■  shall  |  serve  him. 

12  For   he   shall   deliver  the  needy  when  he 

crieth;  the  poor  also,  and  |  him  •  that  | 
hath  •  no  |  helper. 

13  He  shall  spare  the  poor  and  needy,  and  shall 

save  the  |  souls  •  of  the  |  needy. 

14  He  shall  redeem  their  soul  from  deceit  and 

violence :  and  precious  shall  their  |  blood  • 
be  |  in  ■  his  |  sight. 

15  And  he  shall  live,  and  to  him  shall  be  given 

of  the  |  gold  •  of  |  Sheba  : 

16  Prayer  also  shall  be  made  for  him  continu- 

ally ;  and  |  daily  •  shall  j  he  •  be  |  praised. 

17  There  shall  be  an  handful  of  corn  in  the 

earth  upon  the  top  of  the  mountains ;  the 
fruit  thereof  shall  |  shake  •  like  |  Leba- 
non : 

18  And  they  of  the  city  shall  |  flourish  ■  like  | 

grass  of  .  the  |  earth. 

19  His  name  shall  endure  for  ever :  his  name 

shall  be  continued  as  |  long  ■  as  the  |  sun. 

20  And  men  shall  be  blessed  in  him :  all  |  na- 

tions •  shall  |  call  ■  him  |  blessed. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

21  Blessed  be  the  Lord  God,  the  God  of  Israel, 

who  only  doeth  |  won-  ■  -drons  |  things. 

22  And  blessed  be  his  glorions  name  for  ever : 

and  let  the  whole  earth   be   filled  with 
his  |  glory.     ■  A-  |  -men,  and  ■  A-  I  -men. 


PSALM  LXXVII. 

1  I  cried  unto  God  with  my  voice,  even  unto 

God  with  my  voice ;  and  he  gave  |  ear  • 
un-  |  -to  me. 

2  In  the  day  of  my  |  trouble  •  I  |  sought  ■  the  I 

Lord  : 

3  I  have  considered  the  days  of  old,  the  years 

of  |  an-  •  -cient  |  times. 

4  I  call  to  remembrance  my  song  in  the  night : 

I  commune  with  mine  own  heart :    and 

my  |  spirit  ■  made  |  dili-  ■  -gent  |  search. 

5  Will  the  Lord  cast  off  for  ever  ?  and  will  he 

be  |  favourable  -  no  |  more? 

6  Is  his  mercy  clean  gone  for  ever?  doth  his 

promise  |  fail  *  for  |  ev-  ■  -er-  |  -more  ? 

7  Hath  God  forgotten  to  be  gracious  ?  hath  he 

in  anger  shut  up  his  |  ten-  •  -der  |  mer- 
cies? 

8  And  I  said,  This  is  my  infirmity :  but  I  will 

remember  the  years  of  the  right  J  hand  ■ 
of  |  the  ■  Most  |  High. 

9  I  will  remember  the  works  of  the  Lord  : 

surely  I  will  remember  thy  I  wonders  ■  of  I 
old. 
10  I  will  meditate  also  of  all  thy  work,  and  | 
talk  ■  of  |  thy  —  |  doings. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sanctuary  :  who 

is  so  great  a  God  as  |  our  —  |  God ! 

12  Thou  art  the  |  God  ■  that  |  do-  ■  -est  |  won- 

ders : 

13  Thou  hast  declared  thy  strength  a-  |  -mong  • 

the  |  people. 

14  Thou  hast  with  thine  arm  redeemed   thy 

people,  the  |  sons  •  of  |  Jacob  •  and  |  Jo- 
seph. 

15  The  waters  saw  thee,  O  God,  the  waters 

saw  thee ;  they  were  afraid :  the  depths  | 
also  •  were  |  troubled 

16  The   clouds   poured   out  water :   the   skies 

sent  out  a  sound  :  thine  |  arrows  ■  also  | 
went  •  a-  |  -broad. 

17  The  voice  of  thy  thunder  was  |  in  •  the  | 

heaven. 

18  The  lightnings  lightened  the  world :   the  | 

earth  —  |  trembled  •  and  |  shook. 

19  Thy  way  is  in  the  sea,  and  thy  path  in  the 

great  waters,  and  thy  footsteps  |  are  ■  not  | 
known. 

20  Thou   leddest  thy  people   like  a   flock  by 

the  |  hand  ■  of  |  Moses  •  and  |  Aaron. 

PSALM  LXXX. 

1  Give  ear,  O  Shepherd  of  Israel,  thou  that 

leadest  Joseph  like  a  flock;  thou  that 
dwellest  between  the  |  cherubims,  ■  shine  | 
forth. 

2  Before  Ephraim  and  Benjamin  and  Manas- 

seh  stir  up  thy  |  strength,  *  and  |  come  • 
and  |  save  us. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

3  Turn  us  again,  O  God,  and  cause  thy  face 

to  shine ;  and  |  we  shall  ■  be  |  saved. 

4  O  Lord  God  of  hosts,  how  long  wilt  thou  be 

angry  against  the  |  prayer  ■  of  |  thy  —  | 
people? 

5  Thou  feedest  them  with  the  bread  of  tears ; 

and  givest  them  tears  to  |  drink  in  '  great  | 
measure. 

6  Thou  makest  us  a  strife  unto  our  neigh- 

bours :    and   our   enemies       laugh  •  a-  | 
-mong  •  them-  |  -selves. 

7  Turn  us  again,  O  God  of  hosts,  and  cause 

thy  |  face  ■  to  |  shine, 

8  And  |  we  ■  shall  |  be  —  |  saved. 

9  Thou  hast  brought  a  vine  out  of  Egypt : 

thou  hast   cast  out  the  |  heathen  •  and  | 
planted  it. 

10  Thou  preparedst  room  before  it,  and  didst 

cause  it  to  take  deep  |  root,  ■  and  it  |  filled  ■ 
the  |  land. 

11  The  hills  were  covered  with  the  shadow  of 

it,  and  the  boughs  thereof  were  like  the  | 
good-  •  -ly  |  cedars. 

12  She  sent  out  her  boughs  unto  the  sea,  and 

her  |  branches  •  un-  |  -to  ■  the  |  river. 

13  Why   hast    thou   then    broken    down    her 

hedges,  so  that  all  they  which  pass  by 
the  |  way  ■  do  |  pluck  her? 

14  The  boar  oat  of  the  wood  doth  waste  it,  and 

the  wild   beast   of  the  |  field  —  |  doth  * 
de-  |  -vour  it. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

15  Return,  we  beseech  thee,  O  God  of  hosts : 

look  down  from  heaven,  and  behold,  and  | 
visit  •  this  |  vine. 

16  And  the  vineyard  which  thy  right  hand  hath 

planted,  and  the  branch  that  thou  madest  | 
strong  •  for  |  thy |  -self. 

17  It  is  burnt  with  fire,  it  is  cast  down :  they 

perish  at  the  re-  |  -buke  of  *  thy  |  coun- 
tenance. 

18  Let  thy  hand  be  upon  the  man  of  thy  right 
v    hand,  upon  the  son  of  man  whom  thou 

madest  |  strong  ■  for  |  thy |  -self. 

19  So  will  not  we  go  back  from  thee  :  quicken 

us,  and  we  will  call  up-  |  -on  ■  thy  |  name. 

20  Turn  us  again,  O  Lord  God  of  hosts,  cause 

thy  face  to  shine ;  and  |  we  ■  shall  |  be  — 
I  saved. 


PSALM  LXXXIV. 

1  How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  O  |  Lord  • 

of  |  hosts  ! 

2  My  soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth  for  the 

courts  of  the  Lord:  my  heart  and  my 
flesh  crieth  |  out  ■  for  the  |  liv-  ■  -ing  | 
God. 

3  Blessed  are  they  that  dwell  in  thy  house : 

they  will  be  still  |  prais-  ■  -ing  |  thee. 

4  Blessed   is   the   man  whose  strength  is  in 

thee;  in  whose  |  heart  ■  are  the  |  ways  ■ 
of  |  them. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  They  go  from  strength  to   strength,  every- 

one of  them  in  Zion  appeareth  be-  |  -fore 
—  |  God. 

6  O  Lord  God  of  hosts,  hear  my  prayer :  give  | 

ear,  *  O  |  God  ■  of  |  Jacob. 

7  Behold,  O  God  our  shield,  and  look  upon 

the  face  of  |  thine  ■  an-  |  -ointed. 

8  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  better  than  a 

thousand.  I  had  rather  be  a  door-keeper 
in  the  house  of  my  God,  than  to  |  dwell  •  in 
the  |  tents  ■  of  |  wickedness. 

9  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  sun  and  shield :  the 

Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory ;  no  good 
thing  will  he  withhold  from  them  that  | 
walk  •  up-  |  -rightly. 
10  O  Lord  of  hosts,  blessed  is  the  |  man  •  that  | 
trusteth  •  in  I  thee. 


PSALM  LXXXV. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  been  favourable  unto  thy 

land :  thou  hast  brought  back  the  cap-  | 
-tivity  •  of  |  Jacob. 

2  Thou  hast  forgiven  the  iniquity  of  thy  peo- 

ple, thou  hast  j  cover-  •  -ed  |  all  *  their  | 
sin. 

3  Thou  hast  taken  away  all  thy  wrath  :  thou 

hast  turned  thyself  from  the  |  fierceness  • 
of  thine  |  anger. 

4  Turn  us,  O  God  of  our  salvation,  and  cause 

thine  |  anger  ■  toward  |  us  •  to  |  cease. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

5  Wilt  thou  be  angry  with  us  for  ever?  wilt 

thou  draw  out  thine  anger  to  |  all  ■  gen- 
e-  |  -rations? 

6  Wilt  thou  not  revive  us  again :  that  thy  peo- 

ple |  may  ■  re-  |  -joice  ■  in  |  thee? 

7  Shew  us  thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  and  grant  us  | 

thy  •  sal-  |  -vation. 

8  I  will  hear  what  |  God  •  the  |  Lord  ■  will  | 

speak. 

9  For  he  will  speak  peace  unto  his  people,  and 

to  his  saints :  but  let  them  not  turn  a-  | 
-gain  •  to  |  folly. 

10  Surely  his  salvation  is  nigh  them  that  fear 

him ;  that  |  glory  •  may  |  dwell  in  *  our  | 
land. 

11  Mercy  and  truth  are  met  together;  righte- 

ousness and  peace  have  |  kissed  :  each  | 
other. 

12  Truth  shall  spring  out  of  the  earth ;   and 

righteousness  |  shall  ■  look  |  down  ■  from  | 
heaven. 

13  Yea,    the    Lord   shall   give   that   which   is 

good:  and  our  land  shall  |  yield  *  her  | 
increase. 

14  Righteousness   shall    go   before    him ;    and 

shall   set   us   in   the  |  way  —  |  of  •  his  | 
steps. 

PSALM  LXXXVI. 

1  Bow  down  thine  ear,  O  Lord,  hear  me :  for 

I  am  |  poor  ■  and  |  needy. 

2  Preserve  my  soul ;   for  I  am  holy :  O  thou 

my  God,  save  thy  |  servant  ■  that  |  trust- 
eth  •  in  |  thee. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

3  Be  merciful  unto  me,  O  Lord  :  for  I  cry  | 

unto  ■  thee  |  daily. 

4  Rejoice  the  soul  of  thy  servant:    for  unto 

thee,  O  Lord,  do   I  |  lift  ■  up  |  my  —  | 
soul. 

5  For  thou,  Lord,  art  good,  and  ready  to  for- 

give ;  and  plenteous  in  mercy  unto  all  them 
that  |  call  •  up-  |  -on  thee. 

6  Give  ear,  O  Lord,  unto  my  prayer ;  and  at- 

tend to  the  voice  of  |  my  —  |  sup-  •  -pli-  | 
-cations. 

7  In  the  day  of  my  trouble  I  will  call  upon 

thee :  for  |  thou  ■  wilt  |  answer  me. 

8  Among  the  gods  there  is  none  like  unto  thee, 

O  Lord;  neither  are  there  any  |  works  • 
like  |  unto  ■  thy  |  works. 

9  All   nations   whom   thou  hast  made   shall 

come  and  worship  before  thee,  O  Lord; 
and  shall  |  glorify  ■  thy  |  name. 

10  For   thou   art   great,    and   doest   wondrous 

things :   |  thou  ■  art  |  God  ■  a-  |  -lone. 

11  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord  ;  I  will  walk  in 

thy  truth :  unite  my  heart  to  |  fear  .  thy  | 
name. 

12  I  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord  my  God,  with  all 

my  heart :  and  I  will  glorify  thy  |  name  ■ 
for  |  ev-  •  -er-  |  -more. 

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SELECTIONS   FROM   THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  LXXXIX. 

1  I  will  sing  of  the  mercies  of  the  Lord  for 

ever :  with  my  mouth  will  I  make  known 
thy  faithfulness  to  |  all  ■  gene-  |  -rations. 

2  For  I  have  said,  Mercy  shall  be  built  up 

for  ever :  thy  faithfulness  shalt  thou  es-  | 
-tablish  •  in  the  |  ve-  ■  -ry  |  heavens. 

3  I  have  made  a  covenant  with  my  chosen, 

I  have  sworn  unto  |  David  ■  my  |  ser- 
vant, 

4  Thy  seed  will  I  establish  for  ever,  and  build 

up  thy  |  throne  ■  to  |  all  •  gene-  |  rations. 

5  And  the  heavens  shall  praise  thy  wonders, 

O  Lord  :  thy  faithfulness  also  in  the  con- 
gregation |  of  •  the  |  saints. 

6  For  who  in  the  heaven  can  be  compared 

unto  the  Lord?  who  among  the  sons  of 
the  mighty  can  be  |  likened  *  un-  |  -to  • 
the  I  Lord  1 

7  God  is  greatly  to  be  feared  in  the  assembly 

of  the  saints,  and  to  be  had  in  reverence 
of  all  them  that  |  are  ■  a-  |  -bout  him. 

8  O  Lord  God  of  hosts,  who  is  a  strong  Lord 

like  unto  thee  ?  or  to  thy  |  faithful-  ■  -ness 
|  round  •  a-  |  -bout  thee  ? 

9  Thou  rulest  the  raging  of  the  sea:  when 

the  waves  therefore  arise,  thou   |   still-  • 
-est  |  them. 
10  Thou  hast  broken  Rahab  in  pieces,  as  one 
that  is   slain;    thou  hast  scattered  thine 
enemies  |  with  ■  thy  |  strong  —  |  arm. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  The  heavens  are  thine,   the   earth  also  is 

thine :   as  for  the  world  and  the  fulness 
thereof,  thou  hast  |  foun-  •  -ded  |  them. 

12  The  north  and  the  south  thou  hast  created 

them :    Tabor   and   Hermon   shall   re-  | 
-joice  •  in  |  thy  —  |  name. 

13  Thou  hast  a   mighty  arm :    strong  is  thy 

hand,  and  high  is  |  thy  ■  right  |  hand. 

14  Justice  and  judgment  are  the  habitation  of 

thy  throne :  mercy  and  truth  slu.ll  |  go  ■ 
be-  |  -fore  •  thy  |  face. 

15  Blessed  is  the  people  that  know  the  joyful 

sound :  they  shall  walk,  O  Lord,  in  the  | 
light  of  •  thy  |  countenance. 

16  In  thy  name  shall  they  rejoice  all  the  day : 

and  in  thy  righteousness  shall  |  they  —  | 
be  •  ex-  [  -alted. 

17  For  thou  art  the  glory  of  their  strength ;  and 

in  thy  favour  our  horn  shall  |  be  ■  ex-  | 
-alted. 

18  For  the  Lord  is  our  defence ;  and  the  Holy 

One  of  |  Is-  •  -rael  |  is  ■  our  |  king. 


PSALM  XC. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place  in  | 

all  •  gene-  |  -rations. 

2  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or 

ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the 
world,  even  from  everlasting  to  ever-  | 
-last-  •  -ing,  |  thou  •  art  I  God. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

3  Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction ;  and  say- 

est,  Return,  ye  |  children  ■  of  |  men. 

4  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as 

yesterday  when  it  is  past,  and  as  a  j 
watch  —  |  in  ■  the  |  night. 

5  Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  flood ; 

they  are  as  a  sleep ;  in  the  morning  they 
are  like  grass  which  |  grow-  •  -eth  |  up. 

6  In  the  morning  it  flourisheth,  and  groweth 

up;  in  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down,  —  | 
and  —  |  withereth. 

7  For  we  are  consumed  by  thine  anger,  and  by 

thy  wrath  |  are  ■  we  |  troubled. 

8  Thou  hast  set  our  iniquities  before  thee,  our 

secret  sins  in  the  |  light  .  of  |  thy  —  | 
countenance. 

9  For  all  our  days  are  passed  away  in  thy 

wrath :  we  spend  our  years,  as  a  |  tale  • 
that  is  |  told. 

10  The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  years 

and  ten ;  and  if  by  reason  of  strength  they 
be  fourscore  years,  yet  is  their  strength 
labour  and  sorrow ;  for  it  is  soon  cut  |  off  ■ 
and  we  |  fly  •  a-  |  -way. 

11  Who  knoweth  the  power  of  thine  anger? 

even  according  to  thy  fear,  |  so  is  •  thy  | 
wrath. 

12  So  teach  us  to  number  our  days,  that  we 

may  ap-  |  -ply  •  our  |  hearts  ■  unto  |  wis- 
dom, 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

13  Return,  O  Lord,  how  long?  and  let  it  repent 

thee  con-  |  -cerning  ■  thy  |  servants. 

14  O  satisfy  us  early  with  thy  mercy;  that  we 

may  rejoice  and  be  |  glad  —  |  all  •  our  | 
days. 

15  Make  us  glad  according  to  the  days  where- 

in thou  hast  afflicted  us,  and  the   years 
wherein  |  we  have  ■  seen  |  evil. 

16  Let   thy  work   appear   unto    thy  servants, 

and   thy  |  glo-  *  -ry  |  unto  ■  their  J  chil- 
dren. 

17  And  let  the  beauty  of  the  Lord  our  God  be 

upon  us :  and  establish  thou  the  work  of 
our  |  hands  ■  up-  |  -on  us ; 

18  Yea,  the  work  of  our  |  hands  •  es-  |  -tablish  * 

thou  I  it. 


psalm  xci. 

He  that  dwelleth  in  the  secret  place  of  the 

Most  High  shall  abide  under  the  |  shadow  • 

of  th'  Al-  |  -mighty. 
I  will  say  of  the  Lord,  He  is  my  refuge  and 

my  fortress :   my  God ;    in  |  him  '  will  | 

I  —  |  trust. 

Surely  he  shall  deliver  thee  from  the  snare 
of  the  fowler,  and  from  the  |  noi-  ■  -some  | 
pestilence. 

He  shall  cover  thee  with  his  feathers,  and 
under  his  wings  shalt  thou  trust :  his 
truth  shall  |  be  ■  thy  |  shield  •  and  |  buck- 
ler. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  Thou  shalt  not  be  afraid  for  the  terror  by- 

night  ;  nor  for  the  arrow  that  |  flieth  •  by  | 
day  : 

6  Nor  for  the  pestilence  that  walketh  in  dark- 

ness ;  nor  for  the  de-  |  -struction  *  that  | 
wasteth  ■  at  |  noon-day. 

7  A  thousand  shall  fall  at  thy  side,  and  ten 

thousand  at  thy  right  hand ;  but  it  shall 
not  |  come  ■  nigh  |  thee. 

8  Only  with  thine  eyes  shalt  thou  behold  and 

see  the  re-  |  -ward  —  |  of  •  the  |  wicked. 

9  Because  thou  hast  made  the  Lord  which  is 

my  refuge,  even  the  Most  High,  thy  | 
hab-  •  -i-  |  -tation ; 

10  There  shall  no  evil  befall  thee,  neither  shall 

any  |  plague  *  come  |  nigh  ■  thy  |  dwell- 
ing. 

11  For   he  shall  give  his  angels  charge  over 

thee,  to  keep  thee  in  |  all  ■  thy  |  ways. 

12  They  shall  bear  thee  up  in  their  hands,  lest 

thou  dash  thy  |  foot  •  a-  |  -gainst  ■  a  | 
stone. 

13  Thou  shalt  tread  upon  the  lion  and  adder: 

the  young  lion  and  the  dragon  shalt  thou 
trample  |  un-  ■  -der  |  feet. 

14  Because  he  hath  set  his  love  upon  me,  there- 

fore will  I  deliver  him  :  I  will  set  him  on 
high,  because  |  he  ■  hath  |  known  ■  my  | 
name. 

50 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

15  He  shall  call  upon  me,  and  I  will  answer 

him :  I  will  be  with  him  in  trouble ;  I 
will  deliver  him,  and  |  hon-  •  -our  |  him. 

16  With  long  life  will  I  satisfy  him,  and  |  shew  ■ 

him  |  my  ■  sal-  |  -vation. 

PSALM  XCII. 

1  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the 

Lord,  and  to  sing  praises  unto  thy  name,  | 
O  •  Most  |  High. 

2  To  shew  forth  thy  loving-kindness  in  the 

morning,  and  thy  |  faithful-  *  -ness  |  eve-  • 
-ry  •  night. 

3  Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  upon 

the  psaltery ;  upon  the  harp  with  a  |  sol-  • 
-emn  |  sound. 

4  For  thou,  O  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  through 

thy  work  :  I  will  triumph  in  the  |  works  * 
of  |  thy  —  |  hands. 

5  O  Lord,  how  great  are  thy  works !  and  thy 

thoughts  are  |  ver-  ■  -y  |  deep. 

6  A  brutish  man  knoweth  not ;  neither  doth  a 

|  fool  •  under-  |  -stand  —  |  this. 

7  When  the  wicked  spring  as  the  grass,  and 

when  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  do  flour- 
ish ;  it  is  that  they  shall  be  de-  |  -stroyed  ■ 
for  |  ever. 

8  But  thou,  Lord,  art  most  |  high  •  for  |  ev-  ■ 

-er-  |  -more. 

9  For  lo,  thine  enemies,  O  Lord,  for  lo,  thine 

|  enemies  ■  shall  |  perish. 
10  All  the  workers  of  in-  |  -iqui-  •  -ty  |  shall  ' 
be  |  scattered. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  The  righteous  shall  flourish  like  the  palm- 

tree  :  he  shall  grow  like  a  |  cedar  •  in  | 
Lebanon. 

12  Those  that  be  planted  in  the  house  of  the 

Lord  shall  flourish  in  the  |  courts  *  of  | 
our  —  |  God. 

13  They  shall  bring  forth  fruit  in  old  age ;  they 

shall  be  |  fat  •  and  |  flourishing ; 

14  To  shew  that  the  Lord  is  upright;  he  is  my 

rock,  and  there   is  no  un-  |  -righteous-  • 
-ness  I  in  —  I  him. 


PSALM  XCIII. 

1  The  Lord  reigneth,  he  is  clothed  with  ma- 

jesty ;  the  Lord  is  clothed  with  strength, 
wherewith  he  hath  |  girded  ■  him-  |  -self: 

2  The  world  also  is  established,  that  it  |  can-  • 

-not  |  be  —  |  moved. 

3  Thy  throne  is  established  of  old :  thou  art 

from  |  ev-  •  -er-  |  -lasting. 

4  The  floods  have  lifted  up,  O  Lord,  the  floods 

have  lifted  up  their  voice;  the  |  floods  ■ 
lift  |  up  •  their  |  waves. 

5  The  Lord  on  high  is  mightier  than  the  noise 

of  many  waters,  yea,  than  the  mighty  | 
waves  •  of  the  |  sea. 

6  Thy  testimonies  are  very  sure  :  holiness  be- 

cometh   thine  |  house,  •  O  |  Lord,  •  for  | 
ever. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 
PSALM  XCV. 

1  O  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord  ;  let  us 

make  a  joyful  noise  to  the  Rock  of  |  our  • 
sal-  |  -vation. 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  with  thanks- 

giving, and  make  a  joyful  |  noise  ■  unto  | 
him  •  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God,  and  a  great 

King  a-  |  -bove  •  all  |  gods. 

4  In   his   hand   are   the   deep   places   of  the 

earth :  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  ■  is  |  his 
—  |  also. 

5  The  sea  is  |  his,  ■  and  he  |  made  it. 

6  And  his  hands   |   formed  •   the  |   dry  —  | 

land. 

7  O  come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down :  let 

us  kneel  before  the  |  Lord  ■  our  |  Maker. 

8  For  he  is  our  God ;  and  we  are  the  people 

of  his  pasture,  and  the  |  sheep  ■  of  |  his  — 
!  hand. 

9  To-day  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice,  harden  not 

your  heart,  as  in  the  provocation,  and  as 
in  the  day  of  temptation  |  in  *  the  |  wil- 
derness : 

10  When  your   fathers  tempted  me,   |  proved 

me,  •  and  |  saw  •  my  [  work. 

11  Forty  years  long  was  I  grieved  with  this 

generation,  and  said,  It  is  a  people  that  do 
err  in  their  heart,  and  they  have  not  | 
known  •  my  |  ways : 

12  Unto  whom  I  sware  in  my  wrath,  that  they 

should  not  |  en  ■  ter  |  into  ■  my  |  rest. 

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SELECTIONS   FROM   THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  XCVI. 

1  O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song :  sing  unto 

the  Lord,  |  all  ■  the  |  earth. 

2  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  bless  his  name ;  shew 

forth  his  sal-  |  -vation  ■  from  |  day  •  to  | 
day. 

3  Declare  his  glory  among  the  heathen,  his 

wonders  a-  |  -mong  ■  all  |  people. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly  to  be 

praised :  he  is  to  be  |  feared  •  a-  |  -bove  * 
all  |  gods. 

5  For  all  the  gods  of  the  nations  are  idols :  but 

the  |  Lord  •  made  the  |  heavens. 

6  Honour  and  majesty  are  before  him ;  strength 

and  |  beauty  •  are  |  in  ■  his  |  sanctuary. 

7  Give  unto  the  Lord,  O  ye  kindreds  of  the 

people,  give  unto  the  Lord  |  glory  ■  and  | 
strength. 

8  Give   unto   the   Lord   the  glory   due   unto 

his  name :  bring  an  offering,  and  |  come  * 
in-  |  -to  •  his  |  courts. 

9  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holi- 

ness :  fear  before  him,  |  all  •  the  |  earth. 
10  Say  among  the  heathen  that  the  Lord  reign- 
eth :    the  world  also  shall  be  established 
that   it    shall   not  be   moved :  he   shall  | 
judge  •  the  |  peo-  ■  -pie  |  righteously. 

64 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  and  let  the  earth  be 

glad ;  let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  |  fulness  • 
there-  |  -of. 

12  Let  the  field  be  joyful,  and  all  that  is  there- 

in :  then  shall  all  the  trees  of  the  wood 
re-  |  -joice  ■  be-  |  -fore  •  the  |  Lord  ; 

13  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  * 

the  |  earth : 

14  He  shall  judge  the  world  with  righteousness, 

and  the  |  peo-  ■  -pie  |  with  •  his  |  truth. 

PSALM  XCVII. 

1  The  Lord  reigneth ;    let  the  earth  rejoice ; 

let  the  multitude  of  isles  be  |  glad  ■  there- 
|  -of. 

2  Clouds  and  darkness  are  round  about  him : 

righteousness  and  judgment  are  the  habi-  | 
-ta-  •  -tion  |  of  ■  his  |  throne. 

3  A  fire  goeth  before  him,  and  burnetii  up  his 

enemies  |  round  ■  a-  |  -bout. 

4  His  lightnings  enlightened  the  world ;  the  | 

earth  —  |  saw,  •  and  |  trembled. 

5  The  hills  melted  like  wax  at  the  presence  of 

the  Lord,  at  the  presence  of  the  Lord  of 
the  |  whole  —  |  earth. 

6  The  heavens  declare  his  righteousness,  and 

all  the  |  peo-  ■  -pie  |  see  •  his  |  glory. 

7  Confounded  be  all  they  that  serve  graven 

images,   that  boast   themselves  of  idols; 
worship  him,  |  all  ■  ye  |  gods. 

8  Zion  heard,  and  was  glad ;  and  the  daugh- 

ters of  Judah  rejoiced  because  of  thy  | 
judg-  •  -ments,  |  O  —  |  Lord. 

H  55 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  For  thou,  Lord,  art  high  above  all  the  earth : 
thou  art  exalted  far  a-  |  -bove  •  all  |  gods. 

10  Ye  that  love  the  Lord,  hate  evil:  he  pre- 

serveth  the  souls  of  his  saints  ;  he  deliver- 
eth  them  out  of  the  |  hand  —  |  of  •  the  | 
wicked. 

11  Light  is  sown  for  the  righteous,  and  glad- 

ness for  the  |  upright  ■  in  |  heart. 

12  Rejoice  in  the  Lord,  ye  righteous ;  and  give 

thanks  at  the  re-  |  -mem-  •  -brance  |  of  • 
his  I  holiness. 


PSALM  XCVI1I. 

1  O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song:  for  he 

hath  done  marvellous  things:  his  right 
hand,  and  his  holy  arm,  hath  gotten  | 
him  •  the  |  victory. 

2  The  Lord  hath  made  known  his  salvation : 

his  righteousness  hath  he  openly  shewed 
in  the  |  sight  —  |  of  *  the  |  heathen. 

3  He   hath   remembered   his   mercy  and   his 

truth  toward  the  |  house  •  of  |  Israel : 

4  All  the  ends  of  the  earth  have  seen  the  sal-  | 

-va-  •  -tion  |  of  •  our  |  God. 

5  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  all  the 

earth :  make  a  loud  noise,  and  rejoice, 
and  |  sing  —  |  praise. 

6  Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  the  harp ;  with  the 

harp,  and  the  |  voice  —  |  of  •  a  |  psalm. 

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SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 

7  With  trumpets  and  sound  of  cornet  make  a 

joyful  noise  before   the  |  Lord,    ■   the 
King. 

8  Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fulness  thereof;  the 

world,  and  |  they  •  that  |  dwell  •  there-  | 
-in. 

9  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands  :  let  the  hills 

be  joyful  together  be-  |  -fore  •  the  |  Lord  ; 
10  For   he   cometh   to  judge  the  earth:    with 
righteousness  shall   he  judge  the  world, 
and  the  I  peo-  ■  -pie  |  with  —  |  equity. 


PSA^M  XCIX. 

1  The  Lord  reigneth ;  let  the  people  tremble : 

he  sitteth  between  the  cherubim ;  let  the 
|  earth  ■  be  |  moved. 

2  The  Lord  is  great  in  Zion ;  and  he  is  |  high 

•  a-  |  -bove  ■  all  |  people. 

3  Let    them  praise   thy   great    and    terrible 

name ;  for  |  it  •  is  |  holy. 

4  Exalt  ye  the  Lord  our  God,  and  worship  at 

his  |  footstool  ;•  for  |  he  •  is  |  holy. 

5  Moses  and  Aaron   among  his  priests,  and 

Samuel  among  them  that  call  upon  his 
name;  they  called  upon  the  Lord,  and  |  he 
—  |  an-  •  -swer'd  them. 

6  He  spake  unto  them  in  the  cloudy  pillar : 

they  kept  his  testimonies,  and  the  |  ordi-  * 
-nance  |  that  •  he  |  gave  them. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

7  Thou  answeredst  them,  O  Lord  our  God; 

thou  wast  a  God  that  forgavest  them, 
though  thou  tookest  vengeance  of  |  their 
•  in-  |  -ventions. 

8  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God,  and  worship  at  his 

holy  hill ;  for  the  |  Lord  ■  our  |  God  ■  is  | 
holy. 

PSALM  c. 

1  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  |  all  •  ye 

|  lands 

2  Serve  the  Lord  with  gladness  :  come  before 

his  |  pres-  ■  -ence  |  with  —  |  singing. 

3  Know  ye  that  the  Lord  he  is  God :  it  is  he 

that  hath  made  us,  and  not  |  we  •  our-  | 
-selves ; 

4  We  are  his  people,  and  the  |  sheep  ■  of  |  his 

—  |  pasture. 

5  Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and 

into  his  |  courts  ■  with  |  praise : 

6  Be  thankful  unto  |  him,  ■  and  |  bless  ■  his  | 

name. 

7  For  the  Lord  is  good ;  his  mercy  is  |  ev-  ' 

er-  |  -lasting; 

8  And  his  truth  endureth  to  |  all  —  |  gen-  • 

-e-  |  -rations. 

psalm  en. 

1  My  days  are  like  a  shadow  that  declineth ; 

and  I  am  |  withered  ■  like  |  grass. 

2  But  thou,  O  Lord,   shalt  endure  for  ever; 

and  thy  remembrance  unto  |  all  —  |  gen-  * 
-e-  |  -rations. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

3  Thou   shalt   arise,  and  have   mercy  upon 

Zion :  for  the  time  to  favour  her,  yea,  the 
set  |  time,  •  is  j  come. 

4  For  thy  servants  take  pleasure  in  her  stones, 

and  |  favour  ■  the  |  dust  ■  there-  |  -of. 

5  So  the  heathen  shall  fear  the  name  of  the 

Lord  :   and  all  the  kings  of  the  |  earth  ■ 
thy  |  glory. 

6  When   the    Lord   shall   build  up  Zion,  he 

shall  ap-  |  -pear  ■  in  his  —  |  glory. 

7  He  will  regard  the  prayer  of  the  destitute, 

and  not  de-  |  -spise  •  their  |  prayer. 

8  This  shall  be  written  for  the  generation  to 

come  :  and  the  people  which  shall  be  ere-  | 
-ated  •  shall  |  praise  ■  the  |  Lord. 

9  For  he  hath  looked  down  from  the  height  of 

his  sanctuary ;  from  heaven  did  the  Lord 
be-  |  -hold  •  the  |  earth; 

10  To  hear  the   groaning  of  the  prisoner ;   to 

loose  those  that  |  are  ■  ap-  |  -pointed  ■  to  | 
death ; 

11  To  declare  the  name  of  the  Lord  in  Zion, 

and  his  |  praise  in  *  Je-  |  -rusalem ; 

12  When  the  people  are  gathered  together,  and 

the  |  kingdoms,  •  to  |  serve  ■  the  |  Lord. 

13  He  weakened  my  strength  in  the  way ;  he  | 

shortened  ■  my  |  days. 

14  I  said,  O  my  God,  take  me  not  away  in  the 

midst  of  my  days  :  thy  years  are  through- 
out |  all  —  |  gen-  ■  -e-  |  -rations. 

H*  59 


SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 

15  Of  old  hast  thou  laid  the  foundation  of  the 

earth :  and  the  heavens  are  the  |  work  of 
•  thy  |  hands. 

16  They  shall  perish,  but  thou  shalt  endure : 

yea.  all  of  them  shall  wax  old  like  a  gar- 
ment; as  a  vesture  shalt  thou  change 
them,  and  |  they  •  shall  |  be —  |  changed: 

17  But  thou  art  the  same,  and  thy  years  shall  | 

have  •  no  |  end. 

18  The  children  of  thy  servants  shall  continue, 

and  their  seed  shall  be  es-  |  -tablish'd  • 
be-  |  -fore  —  |  thee. 

psalm  cm. 

1  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul :  and  all  that  is 

within  me,  bless  his  |  ho-  ■  -ly  |  name. 

2  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  and  for-  |  -get  • 

not  |  all  •  his  |  benefits : 

3  Who   forgiveth    all    thine   iniquities;    who 

healeth  |  all  •  thy  dis-  |  -eases ; 

4  Who  redeemeth   thy  |  life  —  |  from  *  de-  | 

-struction ; 

5  Who   crowneth   thee  with  loving-kindness 

and  |  ten-  ■  -der  |  mercies ; 

6  Who  satisfieth  thy  mouth  with  good  things ; 

so  that  thy  youth  is  re-  |  -new-  ■  -ed  |  like 
the  |  eagle's. 

7  The  Lord  executeth  righteousness  and  judg- 

ment for  all  that  |  are  ■  op-  |  -pressed. 

8  He  made  known  his  ways  unto  Moses,  his 

acts  unto  the  |  chil-  ■  -dren  |  of —  |  Israel. 

60 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious,  slow  to 
anger,  and  |  plenteous  •  in  |  mercy. 

10  He  will  not  always  chide;   neither  will  he 

keep  his  |  an-  ■  -ger  |  for  —  |  ever. 

11  He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins;  nor 

rewarded  us  according  to  |  our  ■  in-  |  -iqui- 
-ties. 

12  For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth, 

so  great  is  his  mercy  toward  |  them  ■  that 
|  fear  —  |  him. 

13  As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west,  so  far 

hath  he  removed  our  trans-  |  -gress-  • 
-ions  |  from  us. 

14  Like  as  a  father  pitieth  his  children,  so  the 

Lord  pitieth  |  them  ■  that  |  fear  —  |  him. 

15  For  he  knoweth  our  frame ;  he  remembereth 

that  |  we  •  are  |  dust. 

16  As  for  man,  his  days  are  as  grass :  as  a 

flower  of  the  |  field  —  |  so  •  he  |  flourish- 
ed. 

17  For  the  wind  passeth  over  it,  and  it  is  gone ; 

and  the  place  thereof  shall  |  know  it  ■  no 
|  more. 

18  But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlas- 

ting to  everlasting  upon  them  that  fear 
him,  and  his  righteousness  unto  children's 
children :  to  such  as  keep  his  covenant, 
and  to  those  that  remember  his  com-  | 
-mandments  •  to  |  do  —  |  them. 

61 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

19  The  Lord  hath  prepared  his  throne  in  the 

heavens;  and  his  kingdom  ruleth  |  o-  • 
-ver  |  all. 

20  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels,  that  excel  in 

strength,  that  do  his  commandments, 
hearkening  unto  the  |  voice  ■  of  |  his  —  | 
word. 

21  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  hosts ;  ye  min- 

isters of  his,  that  |  do  ■  his  |  pleasure. 

22  Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works  in  all  places 

of  his  dominion :  bless  the  |  Lord,  —  |  O  • 
my  |  soul. 

PSALM  CIV. 

1  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul.     O  Lord,  my 

God,  thou  art  very  great ;  thou  art  clothed 
with  |  honour  ■  and  |  majesty : 

2  Who  coverest  thyself  with  light  as  with  a 

garment:  who  stretchest  out  the  |  heavens 
—  |  like  •  a  |  curtain : 

3  Who  layeth  the  beams  of  his  chambers  in 

the  waters :  who  maketh  the  clouds  his 
chariot :  who  walketh  upon  the  |  wings  • 
of  the  |  wind  : 

4  Who  maketh  his  angels  spirits;  his  ministers 

a  |  flam |  -ing  —  |  fire  : 

5  Who  laid  the  foundations  of  the  earth,  that 

it  should  not  be  re-  |  -mov'd  ■  for  |  ever. 

6  Thou  coveredst  it  with  the  deep  as  with  a 

garment :  the  waters  |  stood  •  a-  |  -bove 
•  the  |  mountains. 

62 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

7  At  thy  rebuke  they  fled ;  at  the  voice  of  thy 

thunder  they  |  hasted  ■  a-  |  -way. 

8  They  go   up   by   the   mountains ;    they  go 

down  by  the  valleys  unto  the  place  which 
thou  hast  |  found-  ■  -ed  |  for  —  |  them. 

9  Thou  hast  set  a  bound  that  they  may  not 

pass  over ;  that  they  turn  not  again  to  | 
cover  •  the  |  earth. 

10  He   sendeth  the   springs   into   the  valleys, 

which  |  run  •  a-  |  -mong  ■  the  |  hills. 

11  They  give  drink  to  every  beast  of  the  field: 

the  wild  asses  |  quench  ■  their  |  thirst. 

12  By  them  shall  the  fowls  of  the  heaven  have 

their  habitation,  which  |  sing  ■  a-  |  -mong 
•  the  |  branches. 

13  He  watereth  the  hills  from  his  chambers: 

the  earth  is  satisfied  with  the  |  fruit  of  ■ 
thy  |  works. 

14  He  causeth  the  grass  to  grow  for  the  cattle, 

and  herb  for  the  service  of  man :  that  he 
may  bring  forth  |  food  ■  out  |  of  •  the 
earth : 

15  And  wine  that  maketh  glad   the  heart  of 

man,  and  oil  to  make  his  face  to  shine, 
and  bread  which  strengtheneth  |  man's  — 
|  heart. 

16  The  trees  of  the  Lord  are  full  of  sap ;    the 

cedars  of  Lebanon,  which  |  he  —  |  hath 
—  |  planted; 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

17  Where  the  birds  make  their  nests :  as  for  the 

stork,  the  fir-trees  are  |  her  —  |  house. 

18  The   high  hills  are  a  refuge   for   the  wild 

goats;    and   the  |  rocks  —  |  for   •   the 
conies. 

19  He  appointeth  the  moon  for  seasons :  the  sun 

knoweth  his  |  go-  •  -ing  |  down. 

20  Thou  makest  darkness,    and   it  is  night: 

wherein  all  the  beasts  of  the  |  forest  •  do  | 
creep  —  |  forth. 

21  The  young  lions  roar  after  their  prey,  and 

seek  their  |  meat  •  from  |  God. 

22  The   sun   ariseth,    they  gather   themselves 

together,  and  |  lay  ■  them  |  down  in  •  their 
|  dens. 

23  Man  goeth  forth  unto  his  work  and  to  his 

labour  un-  |  -til  ■  the  |  evening. 

24  O  Lord,  how  manifold  are  thy  works !    in 

wisdom  hast  thou  made   them   all :   the 
earth  is  |  full  ■  of  |  thy  —  |  riches. 


PART    SECOND. 

O  Lord,  how  manifold  are  thy  works !  in 
wisdom  hast  thou  made  them  all :  the 
earth  is  |  full  of  •  thy  |  riches. 

So  is  this  great  and  wide  sea,  wherein  are 
things  creeping  innumerable,  both  |  small 
•  and  |  great  —  |  beasts. 

64 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

3  There  go  the  ships :  there  is  that  leviathan, 

whom  thou  hast  made  to  |  play  ■  there-  | 
-in. 

4  These  wait  all  upon  thee ;   that  thou  mayest 

give  them  their  |  meat  ■  in  |  due  —  |  sea- 
son. 

5  That  thou  givest  them,  they  gather:  thou 

openest  thine  hand,  they  are  |  rilled  ■  with 
I  good. 

6  Thou   hidest   thy  face,  they  are   troubled: 

thou  takest  away  their  breath,  they  die, 
and  re-  |  -turn  ■  to  |  their  —  |  dust. 

7  Thou  sendest  forth  thy  spirit,  they  are  cre- 

ated :  and  thou  renewest  the  |  face  •  of  the 
|  earth. 

8  The   glory   of  the   Lord   shall  endure   for 

ever :  the  Lord  shall  re-  |  -joice  ■  in  |  his  — 
|  works. 

9  He  looketh  on  the  earth,  and  it  trembleth : 

he  toucheth  the  |  hills,  and  ■  they  |  smoke. 

10  I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live : 

I  will  sing  praise   to  my  |  God  •  while  I 
|  have  •  my  |  being. 

11  My  meditation  of  |  him  shall  ■  be  |  sweet : 

12  I  will  be  |  glad  —  |  in  ■  the  |  Lord. 

psalm  cvn. 

1  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good : 

for  his  mercy  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord  say  so,  whom 

he  hath  redeemed  from  the  |  hand  —  |  of  • 
the  |  enemy  ; 

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SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 

3  And  gathered  them  out  of  the  lands,  from 

the  east,   and   from  the   west,    from   the 
north,  and  |  from  ■  the  |  south. 

4  They  wandered  in  the  wilderness  in  a  soli- 

tary  way ;    they   found   no  |  city  •  to  | 
dwell  —  |  in. 

5  Hungry  and  thirsty,  their  soul  |  faint-  •  -ed  | 

in  them. 

6  Then   they  cried   unto   the   Lord   in   their 

trouble,  and  he  delivered  them  |  out  •  of  | 
their  ■  dis-  |  -tresses. 

7  And  he  led  them  forth  by  the  right  way, 

that  they  might  go  to  a  city  of  |  hab-  •  -i- 
|  -tation. — 

8  Oh  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his 

goodness,  and  for  his  wonderful  works  to 
the  |  chil-  ■  -dren  |  of  —  |  men ! 

9  For  he  satisfieth  the  |  long-  '  -ing  |  soul, 

10  And   filleth   the  |  hun-  '  -gry  |  soul  •  with  | 
goodness. 

SECOND    PART. 

1  Oh  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his 

goodness,  and  for  his  wonderful  works  to 
the  |  children  ■  of  |  men  ! 

2  And   let   them    sacrifice    the    sacrifices   of 

thanksgiving,  and  declare  his  |  works  —  | 
with  •  re-  |  -joicing. 

3  They  that  go  down  to  the  sea  in  ships,  that 

do  business  in  |  great  —  |  waters ; 

4  These  see  the  works  of  the  Lord,  and  his  | 

won-  •  -ders  |  in  •  the  |  deep. 

N 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  For  he  commandeth,  and  raise ih  the  stormy 

wind,  which  lifteth  up  the  |  waves  '  there- 
|-of. 

6  They  mount  up  to  the  heaven,  they  go  down 

again  to  the  depths  :  their  soul  is  |  melted 
*  be-  |  -cause  •  of  |  trouble. 

7  They  reel   to   and  fro,   and  stagger  like  a 

drunken  man,   and   are  |  at  their  ■  wit's  | 
end. 

8  Then  they  cry  unto  the  Lord  in  their  trouble, 

and   he  bringeth   them  |  out  ■  of  |  their  ■ 
dis-  |  -tresses. 

9  He  maketh  the  storm  a  calm,  so  that  the 

waves  there-  |  -of  ■  are  |  still. 

10  Then  are  they  glad  because  they  be  quiet ; 

so  he  bringeth  them  un-  |  -to  •  their  de-  | 
-sir-  *  -ed  |  haven. 

11  Oh  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his 

goodness,  and  for  his  wonderful  works  to 
the  |  children  •  of  |  men ! 

12  Let  them  exalt  him  also  in  the  congregation 

of  the  people,  and  praise  him  in  the  as-  | 
-sem-  •  -bly  |  of  ■  the  |  elders. 

13  He  turneth  rivers  into  a  wilderness,  and  the 

water-springs  |  into  •  dry  |  ground ; 

14  A  fruitful  land  into  barrenness,  for  the  wick- 

edness  of  |  them  •  that  |  dwell  ■  there-  | 
-in. 

I  67 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

15  He  turneth  the  wilderness  into  a  standing 

water,  and  dry  ground  |  in-  ■  -to  |  water- 
springs. 

16  And  there  he  maketh  the  hungry  to  dwell, 

that  they  may  prepare  a  |  city  •  for  |  hab- 
•  -i-  |  -tation ; 

17  And   sow  the  fields,   and  plant  vineyards, 

which  may  yield  |  fruits  •  of  |  increase. 

18  He  blesseth  them  also,  so  that  they  are  mul- 

tiplied greatly ;  and  suffereth  not  their  | 
cat-  •  -tie  |  to  •  de-  |  -crease. 

19  Again  they  are  minished  and  brought  low 

through   oppression,  af-  |  -fliction,  ■  and  | 
sorrow. 

20  He    poureth   contempt    upon   princes,    and 

causeth  them  to  wander  in  the  wilderness, 
|  where  •  there  |  is  ■  no  |  way. 

21  Yet  setteth  he  the  poor  on  high  from  afflic- 

tion, and  maketh  him  families  |  like  •  a  | 
flock. 

22  The  righteous  shall  see  it,  and  rejoice  :   and 

all  in-  |  -iquity  •  shall  |  stop  ■  her  |  mouth. 

23  Whoso  is  wise,  and  will  ob-  |  -serve  •  these 

|  things, 

24  Even   they   shall   understand   the  loving-  | 

-kind-  •  -ness  |  of  ■  the  |  Lord. 

68 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 
PSALM  CXI. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord.     I  will  praise  the  Lord 

with  my  whole  heart,  in  the  assembly  of 
the  upright,,  and  in  the  |  con-  ■  -gre-  |  -ga- 
tion. 

2  The  works  of  the  Lord  are  great,  sought  out 

of  all  |  them  •  that  have  |  pleasure  ■  there- 

I  -in- 

3  His  work  is  honourable  and  glorious  :  and 

his  righteousness  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

4  He  hath  made  his  wonderful  works  to  be 

remembered :  the  Lord  is  |  gracious  •  and 
|  full  of  •  com-  |  -passion. 

5  He  hath  given  meat  unto  them  that   fear 

him :  he  will  ever  be  mindful  |  of  ■  his  | 
covenant. 

6  He  hath  shewed  his  people  the  power  of  his 

works,  that  he  may  give  them  the  |  her- 
it-  •  -age  |  of  •  the  |  heathen. 

7  The  works  of  his  hands  are  verity  and  judg- 

ment; all  his  com-  |  -mandments  ■  are  | 
sure. 

8  They  stand  fast  for  ever  and  ever,  and  are 

done  in  |  truth  —  |  and  •  up-  |  -rightness. 

9  He  sent  redemption  unto  his  people  :  he  hath 

commanded  his  |  covenant  ■  for  |  ever. 

10  Holy  and  reverend  |  is  —  |  his  —  |  name. 

11  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  the  be-  |  -ginning  ■ 

of  |  wisdom. 

12  A  good  understanding  have  all  they  that  do 

his  commandments :  his  |  praise  '  en-  | 
-dureth  *  for  |  ever. 

69 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALMS  CXII  AND  CXIII. 

1  Praise  ye  the   Lord.     Blesssd  is  the  man 

that    feareth    the   Lord,    that   delighteth 
greatly  in  |  his  ■  com-  |  -mandments. 

2  His  seed  shall  be  mighty  upon  earth  :   the 

generation  of  the  |  up-  ■  -right  |  shall  ■  be  | 
blessed. 

3  Wealth  and  riches  shall  be  in  his  house: 

and  his  righteousness  en-  |  -dureth  *  for  | 
ever. 

4  Unto  the  upright  there  ariseth  light  in  the 

darkness :  he   is   gracious,   and  |  full  *  of 
com-  |  -passion,  •  and  |  righteous. 

5  A  good  man  sheweth  favour,  and  lendeth : 

he  will  guide  his  af-  |  -fairs  ■  with  dis-  | 
-cretion. 

6  Surely  he  shall  not  be  moved  for  ever :  the 

righteous  shall  be  in  ever-  |  -last-  ■  -ing  | 
re  —  |  membrance. 

7  He  shall  not  be  afraid  of  evil  tidings :  his 

heart  is  fixed,  trusting  |  in  ■  the  |  Lord. 

8  His   heart   is   established,    he  shall  not  be 

afraid,  until- he  see  his  de-  |  -sire  ■  up-  | 
-on  •  his  |  enemies. 

9  He   hath  dispersed,   he  hath  given  to   the 

poor ;  his  righteousness  en-  |  -dureth  •  for 
|  ever ; 
10  The  wicked  shall  see  it,  and  be  grieved,  he 
shall  gnash  with  his  teeth,  and  melt 
away  :  the  de-  |  -sire  ■  of  the  |  wicked  • 
shall  |  perish. 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

11  Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Praise,  O  ye  servants 

of  the  Lord,  praise  the  |  name  ■  of  the  | 
Lord. 

12  Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord  from  this 

time  |  forth  •  and  for  |  ev-  ■  -er-  |  -more. 

13  From  the  rising  of  the  sun  unto  the  going 

down  of  the  same  the  Lord's  name  is  |  to 

•  be  |  praised. 

14  The  Lord  is  high  above  all  nations,  and  his 

|  glory  •  a-  |  -bove  ■  the  |  heavens. 

15  Who  is  like  unto  the  Lord  our  God,  who  | 

dwelleth  ■  on  |  high ; 

16  Who  humbleth  himself  to  behold  the  things 

that   are   in  |  heaven,   ■  and  |  in   *    the   | 
earth  ? 

17  He  raiseth  up  the  poor  out  of  the  dust,  and 

lifteth  the  needy  |  out  of  ■  the  |  mire ; 

18  That  he  may  set  him  with  princes,  even 

with  the  |  prin-  ■  -ces  |  of  •  his  |  people. 

PSALM  cxv. 

1  Not  unto  us,  O  Lord,  not  unto  us,  but  unto 

thy  name  give  glory,  for  thy  mercy,  and 
for  |  thy  •  truth's  |  sake. 

2  Wherefore  should  the  heathen  say,  |  Where 

•  is  |  now  •  their  |  God  '? 

3  But   our  God  is  in  the  heavens;  he  hath 

done  whatso-  |  -ever  ■  he  |  pleased. 

4  Their  idols  are  silver  and  gold,  the  |  work  * 

of  |  men's  —  |  hands. 

I*  71 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  They  have  mouths,  but   they  speak  not: 

eyes  have  they,  but  they  |  see  —  |  not : 

6  They  have  ears,  but  they  hear  not :  noses 

have  |  they,  ■  but  |  they  ■  smell  |  not : 

7  They  have   hands,    but   they   handle   not: 

feet  have  they,  but  they  walk  not :  neither 
speak  they  |  through  •  their  |  throat. 

8  They  that  make  them  are  like  unto  them ; 

so   is   every  |  one  •  that  |  trusteth  •  in  | 
them. 

9  O  Israel,  trust  thou  in  the  Lord  :  he  is  their 

|  help  and  •  their  |  shield. 

10  O  house  of  Aaron,  trust  in  the  Lord  :  he  is 

their  |  help  •  and  |  their  —  |  shield. 

11  Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  trust  in  the  Lord  :  he 

is  their  |  help  and  ■  their  |  shield. 

12  The  Lord  hath  been  mindful  of  us  :  he  will 

bless  us ;  he  will  bless  the  house  of  Israel ; 
he  will  |  bless  ■  the  |  house  ■  of  |  Aaron. 

13  He  will  bless  them  that  fear  the  Lord,  both 

|  small  •  and  |  great. 

14  The  Lord  shall  increase  you  more  and  more, 

|  you  *  and  |  your  —  |  children. 

15  Ye  are  blessed  of  the  Lord  which  made  | 

heaven  ■  and  |  earth. 

16  The    heaven,    even   the   heavens,    are    the 

Lord's  :  but  the  earth  hath  he  given  to 

the  |  chil-  *  -dren  |  of  —  |  men. 
rt 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

17  The  dead  praise  not  the  Lord,  neither  any 

that  go  |  down  ■  into  |  silence. 

18  But  we  will  bless  the  Lord  from  this  time 

forth  and  for   evermore.  |  Praise  —  |  the 
—  |  Lord. 

PSALM  CXVI. 

1  I  love  the  Lord,  because  he  hath  heard  my 

voice  and  my  |  sup-  ■  -pli-  |  -cations. 

2  Because  he  hath  inclined  his  ear  unto  me, 

therefore  will  I  call  upon  him  as  |  long  • 
as  |  I  —  |  live. 

3  The  sorrows  of  death  compassed  me,  and 

the  pains  of  hell  gat   hold   upon   me:  1 
found  |  trouble  ■  and  |  sorrow. 

4  Then  called  I  upon  the  name  of  the  Lord  ; 

O  Lord,  I  be-  [  -seech  thee,  •  de-  |  -liver  * 
my  |  soul. 

5  Gracious  is  the  Lord,  and  righteous;  yea, 

our  |  God  •  is  |  merciful. 

6  The    Lord  preserveth   the   simple :    I   was 

brought  |  low,  •  and  he  |  help-  ■  -ed  |  me. 

7  Return  unto  thy  rest,  O  my  soul ;  for  the 

Lord  hath   dealt  |  bounti-  ■  -fully  |  with 
thee. 

8  For  thou  hast  delivered  my  soul  from  death, 

mine  eyes  from  |  tears,  ■  and   my  |  feet  ■ 
from  |  falling. 

9  I  will  walk  before  the  Lord  in  the  |  land  • 

of  the  |  living. 
10  I  believed,  therefore  have  I  spoken :  I  was  | 
great-  •  -ly  |  af-  —  |  -flicted : 

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SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

11  What  shall  I  render  unto  the  Lord  for  all 

his  |  benefits  •  toward  |  me '? 

12  I  will  take   the  cup  of  salvation,  and  call 

upon  the  |  name  —  |  of  •  the  |  Lord. 

13  I  will  pay  my  vows  unto  the  Lord  now  in 

the  presence  of  |  all  •  his  |  people. 

14  Precious  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord  is  the  | 

death  •  of  |  his  —  |  saints. 

15  O  Lord,  truly  I  am  thy  servant ;  I  am  thy 

servant,  and  the  son  of  thy  handmaid : 
thou  hast  |  loosed  ■  my  |  bonds. 

16  I  will  offer  to  thee  the  sacrifice  of  thanks- 

giving, and  will  call  upon  the  |  name  — 
|  of  •  the  |  Lord. 

17  I  will  pay  my  vows  unto  the  Lord  now  in 

the  presence  of  |  all  •  his  |  people. 

18  In  the  courts  of  the  Lord's  house,  in   the 

midst  of  thee,  O  Jerusalem.  |  Praise  —  | 
ye  •  the  |  Lord. 


psalm  cxvm. 

1  O  give   thanks   unto  the   Lord  :   for  he  is 

good :    because  his  mercy  en-  |  -dureth  • 
for  |  ever. 

2  Let  Israel  now  say,  that  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  | 

-dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

3  Let  the  house  of  Aaron  now  say,  that  his 

mercy  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  j  ever. 

4  Let  them  now  that  fear  the  Lord  say,  that 

his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

74 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  Open  to  me  the  gates  of  righteousness :    I 

will  go  into  them,   and  1  will  |  praise  ■ 
the  |  Lord. 

6  This   gate   of  the  Lord,   into  which  the  | 

right-  •  -eous  |  shall  —  |  enter. 

7  I  will  praise  thee :  for  thou  hast  heard  me, 

and  art  become  |  my  ■  sal-  |  -vation. 

8  The   stone   which   the   builders   refused   is 

become  the  |  head  ■  stone  |  of  ■  the  |  cor- 
ner. 

9  This  is  the  Lord's  doing;  it  is  marvellous  | 

in  •  our  |  eyes. 

10  This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 

we  will  re-  |  -joice  and  •  be  |  glad  ■  in  |  it. 

11  Save  now,  I  beseech  thee,  O  Lord  :  O  Lord, 

I  beseech  thee,  send  |  now  ■  pros-  |  -perity. 

12  Blessed  be  he  that  cometh  in  the  name  of 

the  Lord:    we  have  blessed  you  out  of 
the  |  house  —  |  of  •  the  |  Lord. 

13  God  is  the  Lord,  which  hath  shewed   us 

light:  bind  the  sacrifice  with  cords,  even 
unto  the  |  horns  ■  of  the  |  altar. 

14  Thou  art  my  God,  and  I  will  praise  thee : 

thou  art  my  God,  |  I  •  will  ex-  |  -alt  —  | 
thee. 

15  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  |  he  ■  is  | 

good  : 

16  For  his  |  mercy  *  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

75 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  CXXI. 


1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  from 

whence  |  cometh  ■  my  |  help. 

2  My  help   cometh  from   the    Lord,   which  | 

made  —  |  heaven  ■  and  |  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved,  he 

that  keepeth  thee  |  will  ■  not  |  slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel  shall  neither  | 

slum-  *  -ber  |  nor  —  |  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper:  the  Lord  is  thy 

shade  upon  thy  |  right  —  |  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  nor  the 

moon  —  |  by  —  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  al.  evil : 

he  shall  pre-  |  -serve  ■  thy  |  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and 

thy  coming  in  from  this  time  forth,  and  | 
even  ■  for  |  ev-  ■  -er-  |  -more. 

PSALM  CXXII. 

1  I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  Let  us 

go  into  the  |  house  ■  of  the  |  Lord. 

2  Our  feet  shall  stand  within  thy  gates,  O  Je- 

rusalem.    Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city 
that  |  is  •  com-  |  -pact  ■  to-  |  -gether. 

3  Whither  the  tribes  go  up,  the  tribes  of  the 

Lord,  unto  the  testimony  of  Israel,  to  give 
thanks  unto  the  |  name  ■  of  the  |  Lord. 

4  For  there  are  set  thrones  of  judgment,  the  | 

thrones  ■  of  the  |  house  ■  of  |  David. 

76 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 

5  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem  :  they  shall  | 

prosper  ■  that  |  love  thee. 

6  Peace  be  within  thy  walls,  and   prosperity 

with-  |  -in  —  |  thy  —  |  palaces. 

7  For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes,  I 

will   now   say,    |  Peace  •  be   with-  |  -in 
thee. 

8  Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God  I 

will  |  seek  —  |  thy  —  |  good. 


PSALM  CXXV1. 

1  When  the  Lord  turned  again  the  captivity 

of  Zion,    we   were  like   |    them  *  that  | 
dream. 

2  Then  was  our  mouth  filled  with  laughter, 

and  our  |  tongue  —  |  with  —  |  singing. 

3  Then  said  they  among  the  heathen,  The  Lord 

hath  done  |  great  things  ■  for  |  them. 

4  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  us ; 

where-  |  -of  —  |  we  •  are  |  glad. 

5  Turn  again  our  captivity,  O  Lord,  as  the  | 

streams  ■  in  the  |  south. 

6  They  that  sow  in  tears  shall  |  reap  —  |  in 

—  I  j°y- 

7  He  that  goeth  forth  and  weepeth,  bearing 

precious  seed,  shall  doubtless  come  a-  | 
-gain  •  with  re-  |  -joicing, 

8  Bringing  his  |  sheaves —  | |  with  him. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 


PSALM  CXXXV. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Praise  ye  the  name  of 

the  Lord;  praise  him,  O  ye  |  servants  • 
of  the  |  Lord. 

2  Ye  that  stand  in  the  house  of  the  Lord,  in 

the  courts  of  the  |  house  ■  of  |  our  —  | 
God, 

3  Praise   the   Lord;    for   the   Lord   is   good; 

sing  praises  unto  his  name;  for  |  it  *  is  | 
pleasant. 

4  For  the  Lord  hath  chosen  Jacob  unto  him- 

self, and  Israel  for  |  his  ■  pe-  |  -cu-  •  -liar 
|  treasure. 

5  For  I  know  that  the  Lord  is  great,  and  that 

our  Lord  is  a-  |  -bove  *  all  |  gods. 

6  Whatsover  the  Lord  pleased,  that  did  he  in 

heaven,  and  in  earth,  in  the  seas,  and 
|  all  —  |  deep —  |  places. 

7  He  causeth  the  vapours  to  ascend  from  the 

ends  of  the  earth ;  he  maketh  lightnings 
for  the  rain;  he  bringeth  the  wind  |  out 
of  •  his  |  treasuries : 

8  Who  smote  the  first-born  of  Egypt,  both  of  j 

man  —  |  and  —  |  beast : 

9  Who   sent    tokens    and   wonders    into   the 

midst  of  thee,  O  Egypt,   upon  Pharaoh, 
and  upon  |  all  •  his  |  servants. 
10  Who  smote   great  nations,   and  |  slew  —  I 
might-  •  -y  |  kings ; 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  Sihon  king  of  the  Amorites,  and  Og  king  of 

Bashan,  and  all  the  |  kingdoms  ■  of  |  Ca- 
naan: 

12  And  gave  their  land  for  an  heritage,  an  her- 

itage unto  |  Is-  •  -rael  |  his  —  |  people. 

13  Thy  name,  O  Lord,  endure th  for  ever  ;  and 

thy  memorial,  O  Lord,  throughout  |  all  ■ 
gene-  |  -rations. 

14  For  the  Lord  will  judge  his  people,  and  he 

will  repent  himself  con-  |  -cern-'-ing  |  his 
—  |  servants. 

15  The  idols  of  the  heathen  are  silver  and  gold, 

the  |  work  of  ■  men's  |  hands. 

16  They  have   mouths,   but   they  speak   not; 

eyes  have  they,   but  |  they  —  |  see  —  | 
not. 

17  They  have  ears,  but  they  hear  not ;  neither 

is  there  any  |  breath  in  ■  their  |  mouths. 

18  They  that  make  them  are  like  unto  them : 

so   is   every  |  one  •  that  |  trusteth  •  in  | 
them. 

19  Bless  the  Lord,  O  house  of  Israel :  bless  the 


Lord,  O  |  house  ■  of  |  Aaron ; 

20  Bless  the  |  Lord,  ■  O  |  house  ■  of  |  Levi ; 

21  Ye  that  fear  the  Lord,  |  bless  •  the  |  Lord. 

22  Blessed   be  the  Lord  out  of  Zion,   which 

dwelleth  at  Jerusalem.  |  Praise  —  |  ye  • 
the  |  Lord. 

J  79 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 


PSALM  CXXXVI. 

1  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  |  he  •  is  | 

good: 

2  For  his  I  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  *  for  |  ever. 

3  O  give  thanks  unto  the  |  God  •  of  |  gods. 

4  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

5  O  give  thanks  to  the  |  Lord  ■  of  |  lords : 

6  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

7  To   him   who   alone  |  doeth   •  great  |  won- 

ders : 

8  For  his  |  mercy  *  en-  |  -dureth  *  for  |  ever. 

9  To  him  that  by  wisdom  |  made  •  the  |  hea- 

vens : 

10  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

11  To  him  that  stretclied  out  the  earth   a-  | 

-bove  •  the  |  waters : 

12  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  *  for  |  ever. 

13  To  him  that  |  made  •  great  |  lights  : 

14  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  '  for  |  ever. 

15  The  sun  to  rule  by  day  :  the  moon  and  stars 

to  |  rule  •  by  |  night. 

16  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

17  To  him  that  smote  Egypt  |  in  ■  their  |  first- 

born : 

18  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

19  And  brought  out  Israel  |  from  ■  a-  |  -mong 

them : 

20  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

so 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

21  With  a  strong  hand,  and  with  a  |  stretched  • 

out  |  arm : 

22  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

23  To  him  which  divided  the  Red  |  sea  •  into  | 

parts : 

24  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

25  And  made  Israel  to  pass  through  the  |  midst 

•  of  |  it : 

26  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

27  But  overthrew  Pharaoh  and  his  host  in  the 

|  Red  —  |  sea : 

28  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

29  To  him  which  led  his  people  |  through  ■  the 

|  wilderness : 

30  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

3t  To  him  which  smote  great  kings :  and  gave 
their  land  for  an  heritage :  even  an  her- 
itage unto  |  Israel  ■  his  |  servant : 

32  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

33  Who  remembered   us  in  our  |  low  •  es-  | 

-tate  : 

34  For  his  |  mercy  •  en-  |  -dureth  ■  for  |  ever. 

35  And  hath  redeemed  us  |  from  ■  our  |  ene- 

mies :  t 

36  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

37  Who  giveth  |  food  to  ■  all  |  flesh : 

38  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  •  for  |  ever. 

39  O  give  thanks  unto  the  |  God  -'of  |  heaven; 

40  For  his  |  mercy  ■  en-  |  -dureth  *  for  |  ever. 

81 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  CXXXVIII. 

1  I   will   praise  thee  with   my  whole  heart : 

before  the  gods  will  I  sing  |  praise  *  unto  | 
thee. 

2  I  will  worship  toward  thy  holy  temple,  and 

praise  thy  name  for  thy  loving-kindness 
and  for  thy  truth  :  for  thou  hast  magnified 
thy  word  a-  |  -hove  •  all  |  thy  —  |  name. 

3  In  the  day  when  I  cried  thou  answeredst 

me,  and  strengthenedst  me,  with  |  strength 
in  *  my  |  soul. 

4  All  the  kings  of  the  earth  shall  praise  thee, 

O  Lord,  when  they  hear  the  |  words  *  of  | 
thy  —  |  mouth. 

5  Yea,  they  shall   sing  in   the   ways  of  the 

Lord  :  for  great  is  the  |  glory  •  of  the  | 
Lord. 

6  Though   the   Lord  be   high,   yet  hath   he 

respect  unto  the  lowly:  but  the  proud  he  | 
know-  •  -eth  a-  |  -far  —  |  off. 

7  Though  I  walk  in  the  midst  of  trouble,  thou 

|  wilt  •  re-  |  -vive  me : 

8  Thou  shalt  stretch  forth  thine  hand  against 

the  wrath  of  mine  enemies,  and  thy  | 
right  hand  ■  shall  |  save  —  |  me. 

9  The   Lord   will   perfect   that  which  con-  | 

-cern-  •  -eth  |  me : 
10  Thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  endureth  for  ever :  for- 
sake not  the  |  works  •  of  |  thine  ■  own  | 
hands. 

82 


SELECTIONS    FROM    THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  C XXXIX. 

1  O  Lord,    thou  hast  searched   |  me,  ■  and  | 

known  me. 

2  Thon   knovvest  my  down-sitting  and  mine 

up-rising,  thou  under-  |  -standest  ■  my  | 
thought  a-  •  -far  |  off. 

3  Thou  compassest   my  path   and   my  lying 

down,  and  art  acquainted  with  |  all  •  my 
|  ways. 

4  For  there  is  not  a  word  in  my  tongue,  but 

lo,  O  Lord,  thou  |  knowest  •  it  |  al-  •  -to-  | 
-gether. 

5  Thou  hast  beset  me  behind  and  before,  and 

laid  thine  |  hand  ■  up-  |  -on  me. 

6  Such  knowledge  is  too  wonderful  for  me;  it 

is  high,  I  |  cannot  *  at-  |  -tain  •  un-  |  -to  it. 


7  Whither   shall   I    go   from   thy   spirit?    or 

whither   shall   I  |  flee   from  ■  thy  |  pres- 
ence 1 

8  If  I  ascend  up  into  heaven,  thou  art  there : 

if  I  make  my  bed  in  hell,  be-  |  -hold,  —  | 
thou  •  art  |  there. 

9  If  I  take   the  wings  of  the  morning,   and 

dwell  in  the  uttermost  |  parts  •  of  the  |  sea; 
10  Even  there  shall  thy  hand  lead  me,  and  thy 
|  right  hand  ■  shall  |  hold  —  |  me. 

J*  83 


SELECTIONS  '  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

11  If  I  say,  Surely  the  darkness   shall   cover 

me ;  even  the  night  shall  be  |  light  .  a-  | 
-bout  me. 

12  Yea,  the  darkness  hideth  not  from  thee ;  but 

the  night  shineth  as  the  day  :  the  darkness 
and  the  light  are  |  both  •  a-  |  -like  ■  to 
|  thee. 

13  How  precious  also  are   thy  thoughts   unto 

me,  O  God !  how  great  is  the  |  sum  •  of  | 
them ! 

14  If  I  should  count  them,  they  are   more  in 

number  than  the  sand ;  when  I  |  awake,  ■ 
I  am  |  still  •  with  |  thee. 

15  Search  me,  O  God,  and  know  my  heart:  try 

me,  and  |  know  *  my  |  thoughts. 

16  And  see  if  there  be  any  wicked  way  in  me, 

and  lead  me  in  the  |  way  —  |  ev-  •  -er-  | 
-lasting. 


PSALM  CXLV. 

1  I  will  extol  thee,  my  God,  O  King ;  and  I 

will   bless   thy   name   for  |  ever  ■   and  | 
ever. 

2  Every  day  will   I   bless  thee;    and   I  will 

praise  thy  |  name  ■  for  |  ever  •  and  |  ever. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised ; 

and  his  |  greatness  ■  is  un-  |  -searchable. 

4  One   generation   shall   praise  thy  works  to 

another,    and  shall    de-  |  -clare   ■   thy   | 
migh-  •  -tv  |  acts. 

84 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

5  I  will  speak  of  the  glorious  honour  of  thy 

majesty,    and   of    thy   |   wond-   ■  -rous  | 
works. 

6  And  men  shall  speak  of  the  might  of  thy 

terrible  acts:  and  |  I  ■  will  de-   |   -clare  ■ 
thy  |  greatness. 

7  They  shall  abundantly  utter  the  memory  of 

thy  great  goodness,  and  shall  |  sing  of  *  thy 
|  righteousness. 

8  The  Lord  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compas- 

sion ;  slow  to  |  anger,  ■  and  of  |  great  —  | 
mercy. 

9  The  Lord  is  good  to  all :    and   his  tender 

mercies  are  over  |  all  ■  his  |  works. 

10  All  thy  works  shall  praise  thee,  O  Lord; 

and  thy  |  saints  *  shall  |  bless  —  |  thee. 

11  They  shall  speak  of  the  glory  of  thy  king- 

dom, and  |  talk  of  •  thy  |  power; 

12  To   make  known   to  the   sons  of  men  his 

mighty  acts,  and   the  glorious  |  majes-  ■ 
-ty  |  of  •  his  |  kingdom. 

13  Thy  kingdom   is   an  everlasting   kingdom, 

and    thy  dominion   endureth   throughout 
|  all  •  gene-  |  -rations. 

14  The  Lord  upholdeth  all  that  fall,  and  rais- 

eth  up  all  |  those  •  that  |  be  •  bowed  | 
down. 

15  The  eyes  of  all  wait  upon  thee;  and  thou 

givest  them  their  |  meat  in  ■  due  |  season. 

16  Thou  openest  thine  hand,  and  satisfiest  the 

desire  of  |  eve-  •  -ry  |  liv-  ■  ing  |  thing. 

85 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

17  The  Lord  is  righteous  in  all  his  ways,  and 

holy  in  |  all  •  his  |  works. 

18  The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  all  them  that  call 

upon  him,  to  all  that  |  call  up-  ■  -on  |  him 
•  in  |  truth. 

19  He  will  fulfil  the  desire  of  them  that  fear 

him  :  he  also  will  hear  their  cry,  and  will 
|  save  —  |  them. 

20  The   Lord   preserveth  all   them   that   love 

him :  but  all  the  |  wicked  ■  will  |  he  •  de-  | 
-stroy. 

21  My  mouth  shall  speak  the  |  praise  •  of  the  | 

Lord  : 

22  And  let  all  flesh  bless  his  holy  |  name  •  for  | 

ever  •  and  |  ever. 

PSALM  CXLVI. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Praise  the  Lord,  |  O  ■ 

my  |  soul. 

2  While  I  live  will  I  praise  the  Lord  :  I  will 

sing  praises  Unto  my  God  while  |  I  ■  have 
|  an-  *  -y  |  being. 

3  Put  not  your  trust  in  princes,  nor  in  the  son 

of  man,  in  whom  there  |  is  •  no  |  help. 

4  His  breath  goeth  forth,  he  returneth  to  his 

earth ;   in  that  very  |  day  ■  his  |  thoughts 
|  perish. 

5  Happy  is  he  that  hath  the  God  of  Jacob  for 

his  help,  whose  hope  is  in  the  I  Lord  ■  his 
|  God: 

6  Which   made  heaven,   and  earth,   the  sea, 

and  all  that  therein  is :  which  keepeth  | 
truth  —  |  for  —  |  ever : 

86 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

7  Which    executeth    judgment    for    the   op- 

pressed: which  giveth  food  to  the  hungry. 
The  Lord  |  looseth  *  the  |  prisoners : 

8  The  Lord  openeth  the  eyes  of  the  blind;  the 

Lord  raiseth  them  that  are  bowed  down : 
the  |  Lord  —  |  loveth  •  the  |  righteous : 

9  The   Lord    preserveth    the    strangers ;    he 

relieveth  the  fatherless  and  widow  :  but 
the  way  of  the  wicked  he  |  turneth  * 
upside  |  down. 
10  The  Lord  shall  reign  for  ever,  even  thy  God, 
O  Zion,  unto  all  generations.  |  Praise  —  | 
ye  •  the  I  Lord. 

PSALM  CXLVII. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  for  it  is  good  to  sing 

praises  unto  our  God ;  for  it  is  pleasant ; 
and  |  praise  ■  is  |  comely. 

2  The   Lord   doth   build   up   Jerusalem :    he 

gathereth  to-  |  -gether  *  the  |  outcasts  •  of 
|  Israel. 

3  He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and  bindeth 

|  up  •  their  |  wounds. 

4  He  telleth  the  number  of  the  stars  ;  he  calleth 

them  |  all —  |  by  ■  their  |  names. 

5  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  of  great  power :  his 

under-  |  -standing  ■  is  |  infinite. 

6  The  Lord  lifteth  up  the  meek  :  he  casteth 

the  |  wicked  ■  down  |  to  •  the  |  ground. 

7  Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  thanksgiving;  sing 

praise  upon  the  harp  un-  |  -to  -our  |  God  : 

8  Who  covereth  the  heaven  with  clouds,  who 

prepareth  |  rain  —  |  for  ■  the  |  earth. 

87 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

9  Who  maketh  grass  to  grow  up-  |  -on  •  the  | 
mountains. 

10  He  giveth  to  the  beast  his  food,  and  to  the  | 

young  —  |  ravens  ■  which  |  cry. 

11  The  Lord  taketh  pleasure  in  them  that  fear 

him,  in  those  that  |  hope  in  *  his  |  mercy. 

12  Praise  the  Lord,  O  Jerusalem ;  |  praise  ■  thy 

|  God,  •  O  |  Zion. 

13  For  he  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy 

gates ;    he  hath    blessed   thy  |  children  • 
with-  |  -in  thee. 

14  He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders,  and  filleth 

thee  with  the  |  fin-  ■  -est  |  of  ■  the  |  wheat. 

15  He  sendeth  forth  his   commandment  upon 

earth :  his  word  |  runneth  ■  very  |  swiftly. 

16  He  giveth  snow  like  wool :  he  scattereth  the 

|  hoar-  •  -frost  |  like  —  |  ashes. 

17  He  casteth  forth  his  ice  like  morsels :  who 

can  stand  be-  |  -fore  ■  his  |  cold  1 

18  He  sendeth  out  his  word,  and  melteth  them : 

he  causeth  his  wind  to  blow,   and  the  | 
wa |  -ters  —  |  flow. 

19  He  sheweth  his  word  unto  Jacob,  his  statutes 

and  his  judgments  |  un-  ■  -to  |  Israel. 

20  He  hath  not  dealt  so  with  any  nation :  and 

as  for  his  judgments,  they  have  not  known 
them.  |  Praise  —  |  ye  •  the  |  Lord. 

88 


SELECTIONS  FROM  THE  PSALMS. 

PSALM  CXLVIII. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Praise  ye  the  Lord 

from  the  heavens :  praise  him  |  in  ■  the  | 
heights. 

2  Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels  :  praise  |  ye  * 

him,  |  all  •  his  |  hosts. 

3  Praise  ye  him,  snn  and  moon :  praise  him, 

all  ye  |  stars  ■  of  |  light. 

4  Praise  him,  ye  heavens  of  heavens,  and  ye 

waters  that  |  be  •  a-  |  -bove  •  the  |  heavens. 

5  Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord  :   for 

he   commanded,    and  |  they   were  ■  ere-  | 
-ated. 

6  He  hath  also  established  them  for  ever  and 

ever :  he  hath  made  a  de-  |  -cree  •  which 
|  shall  •  not  |  pass. 

7  Praise  the  Lord  from  the  earth,  ye  dragons 

and  |  all  —  |  deeps : 

8  Fire,  and  hail ;  snow,  and  vapours :  stormy 

|  wind  •  ml-  |  -filling  *  his  |  word  : 

9  Mountains,  and  all  hills ;  fruitful  trees,  and  | 

all  —  |  cedars  : 

10  Beasts,   and   all  cattle :    creeping  |  things,  ■ 

and  |  fly-  ■  -ing  |  fowl : 

11  Kings  of  the  earth,  and  all  people;  princes, 

and  all  judges  |  of  ■  the  |  earth  : 

12  Both  young  men,  and  maidens ;  |  old  •  men, 

|  and  —  |  children : 

13  Let  them  praise  the  |  name  •  of  the  Lord  : 

for  his  name  a-  |  -lone  •  is  |  excellent. 

14  His   glory   is   a-  |  -bove  •  the  |  earth  •  and  | 

heaven. 

89 


SELECTIONS    FROM   THE    PSALMS. 


PSALM  CL. 

1  Praise   ye   the   Lord.      Praise  God   in   his 

sanctuary  :  praise  him  in  the  firmament  | 
of  •  his  |  power. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  mighty  acts :  praise  him 

according  |  to  :  his  |  excel-  ■  -lent  |  great- 
ness. 

3  Praise  him  with  the  sound  of  the  trumpet : 

praise    him   with    the  |  psaltery    ■    and  | 
harp. 

4  Praise   him   with    the   timbrel   and   dance : 

praise    him   with        stringed    *   instru- 
-ments  ■  and  |  organs. 

5  Praise  him  upon  the  loud  cymbals :  praise 

him  upon  the  |  high-  ■  -sounding  |  cym- 
bals. 

6  Let  every  thing  that  hath  breath  praise  the 

Lord.  |  Praise  —  |  ye  •  the  |  Lord. 

90 


HYMNS. 


HOMAGE,  WORSHIP,  AND  PRAISE. 


HOMAGE. 

!•  S.   JVC.  Montgomery. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  i^ame, 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  There,  with  benign  regard, 
Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 

Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 

Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 
1 


2,  3*  HOMAGE. 

2«  7s.   M.  Montgomery. 

"  Glory  to  God  m  the  Highest." 

1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  1 
No  !  the  church  delights  to  raise- 
Psalms  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Borne  upon  our  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  our  powers  employ. 

3»  L.  M.         Roscoe. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows ; 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 


HOMAGE.  4« 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined, 
Obedient  to  thy  holy  will, 

Let  all  our  faculties,  combined, 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God  !  fulfil. 

4  O  !  may  the  solemn  breathing  sound 
Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell' st  alone. 

4t*  S.    M.  COWPER. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 

'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 
Supplies  the  living  stream; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings, 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 


5?  6.  HOMAGE. 

5     In  God  is  all  our  store 


Grace  issues  from  his  throne ; 
Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


??•         L.  JVl.  Tate  and  Brady. 

Praise  and  Holiness. 
1  O  render  thanks  to  God  above, 


The  fountain  of  eternal  love 


Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express  ? — 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ! 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 

His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  1 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray ; 
Who  know  what 's  right,  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford : 
When  thou  return' st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

6.  7s.  M.  Sandys. 

Harmony  of  Praise. 

1  Thou,  who  dwell7  st  enthroned  above  ! 
Thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move ! 
Thou,  who  art  most  great,  most  high ! 
God  from  all  eternity ! 


HOMAGE.  7, 

2  O  how  sweet,  how  excellent 

'Tis  when  tongues  and  hearts  consent, 
Grateful  hearts,  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs  ! 

3  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise, 
We  thy  praises  will  record, 
Sovereign  Ruler  !  Mighty  Lord  ! 

4  Decks  the  spring  with  flowers  the  field  ? 
Harvests  rich  doth  autumn  yield  1 
Giver  of  all  good  below  ! 

Lord,  from  thee  these  blessings  flow. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler  !    Mighty  Lord  ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record ; 
Giver  of  all  blessings  !  we 
Pour  the  grateful  song  to  thee. 

4  •  P.  M.  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing ; 

Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days ! 

2  Come,  thou  all  gracious  Lord ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend ! 

Come,  and  thy  children  bless ; 

Give  thy  good  word  success ; 

Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend ! 
1# 


8#  HOMAGE. 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

8»  7s.   jVI.  Montgomery. 

"Praise  ye  the  Lord."     Ps.  148. 

1  Heralds  of  creation  !  cry  : 

Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high ; 
Heaven  and  earth  !  obey  the  call ; 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  of  all. 
For  he  spake,  and  forth  from  night, 
Sprang  the  universe  to  light; 
He  commanded  : — nature  heard, 
And  stood  fast  upon  his  word. 

2  Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above, 
Spirits  perfected  in  love! 

Sun  and  moon,  your  voices  raise ; 
Sing,  ye  stars,  your  Maker's  praise. 
Earth,  from  all  thy  depths  below, 
Ocean's  hallelujahs  flow ! 
Lightning,  vapour,  wind  and  storm, 
Hail  and  snow,  his  will  perform ! 

3  Vales  and  mountains,  burst  in  song ; 
Rivers,  roll  with  praise  along ! 
Birds,  on  wings  of  rapture  soar, 
Warble  at  his  temple  door ! 

High  above  all  height  his  throne ; 
Excellent  his  name  alone  ! 
Him  let  all  his  works  confess, 
Him  let  every  being  bless ! 


HOMAGE.  9j   10. 

9.  C.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  Father  divine  !  before  thy  view 

All  worlds,  all  creatures  lie ; 
No  distance  can  elude  thy  search, 
No  act  escape  thine  eye. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew ; 

Our  childhood  was  thy  care ; 
And  vigorous  youth  and  feeble  age 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 

3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn, 

Thy  ceaseless  bounty  flows  ; 
Oppressed  with  woe,  when  nature  faints, 
Thine  arm  is  our  repose. 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  Supreme ! 

O,  still  our  wants  supply ! 
Safe  in  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favour  die. 

XO*  -L*.    JVl.  Doddridge. 

Faith  Encouraged '. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names ; 
O,  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known ! 

2  Let  great  Jehovah  be  adored, 
The  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord ; 

He,  through  the  world,  Most  High  confessed, 
By  whom  '  t  was  formed,  and  is  possessed. 


5 


11*  HOMAGE. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abram,  God  of  peace ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, — 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 

For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

11.  H.    M.  Watts. 

Love  of  God  in  Nature  and  in  the  Gospel. 

1  Give  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
The  universal  Lord, 

The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 

And  be  his  grace  adored : 
His  power  and  grace        And  let  his  name 
Are  still  the  same :  Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone : 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endure ;  Abides  thy  word. 


HOMAGE.  12. 

3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  darkness,  sin,  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe  : 
His  power  and  grace       And  let  his  name 
Are  still  the  same;  Have  endless  praise. 

4  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heavenly  King; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing : 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endure ;  Abides  thy  word. 

12.      L.  M.      heber. 

The  Worship  of  Earth  and  Heaven. 

1  Hosanna  !  Lord,  thine  angels  cry : 
Hosanna  !  Lord,  we  hear  reply  : 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around, 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 

2  O  Father  !  with  protecting  care 
Meet  us  in  this,  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
Assembled  in  Messiah's  name, 

Thy  promised  blessing  here  we  claim. 

3  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal !  let  thy  spirit  rest ; 

And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee. 

4  So,  in  the  last  and  dreadful  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  shall  melt  away, 
Thy  flock,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain, 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 


13,    14.  HOMAGE. 


13.         C.   M.         Patrick. 
Te  Deum. 

1  O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry ; 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou, — Eternal  Father, — art 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

14»  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Universal  Worship. 

O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 
The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime, 
And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue ! 


HOMAGE.  15, 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 
Thy  favoured  worshipper  may  dwell : 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son, 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  Patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies. 
The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer — 
The  incense  of  the  heart — may  rise 

To  Heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  hair, 
And  strength  and  beauty  bend  the  knee, 
And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air, 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee. 

5  O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 
The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung, 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime 
Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

15.  7s.    M.  Walker's  Col. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Glory  to  our  God  on  high  ! 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Lift  your  voice,  ye  people  all ! 
Praise  the  God  on  whom  you  call. 

2  God,  whose  wisdom  throned  on  high, 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky ; 

And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole 
Bade  through  boundless  ether  roll. 


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3  God,  who  o'er  this  earthly  ball 
Looks  with  equal  eye  on  all, 
And  to  every  thing  which  lives, 
Rich  supplies  of  blessings  gives. 


16.  HOMAGE. 

4  Sons  of  earth,  the  triumph  join, 
Praise  him  with  the  host  divine ; 
Emulate  the  heavenly  powers ; 
Their  all-gracious  God  is  ours. 

5  Him,  whose  joy  is  to  restore, 
Him  let  all  our  hearts  adore ; 
Earth  and  heaven  repeat  the  cry, 
Glory  to  our  God  on  high. 

16.         L.  M.         Scott. 
"  Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive." 

1  Our  Father,  throned  above  the  sky  ! 
To  thee  our  empty  hands  we  spread ; 
Thy  children  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
In  that  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thee  ordained,  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  promised  blessing  claim. 

3  Doth  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
The  cravings  of  his  famished  son  1 
Will  he  reject  the  filial  prayer, 

Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone  ? 

4  Our  heavenly  Father,  how  much  more 
Will  thy  divine  compassion  rise, 

And  open  thine  unbounded  store 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries ! 

5  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 
For  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat, 
Still  hoping,  waiting,  for  success, 

If  persevering  to  entreat. 


HOMAGE.  175   18. 

6  For  Jesus,  in  his  faithful  word, 
The  patient  supplicant  hath  blessed  ; 
And  all  thy  saints,  with  one  accord, 
The  prevalence  of  prayer  attest. 

IT.  7s.  M.  J.Taylor. 

Preparation  for  Worship. 

1  Lord,  before  thy  presence  come, 
Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home, 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 
Come  not  where  devotion  kneels ; 

Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house, 
We  resign  our  earth-born  cares : 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

X8«  0.  jVl.  Montgomery. 

"  Holiness  becometh  thine  house." 

1  The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  place, 

And  from  his  throne  on  high, 
He  looks  upon  the  human  race 
With  omnipresent  eye. 

2  He  proves  the  righteous,  marks  their  path ; 

In  him  the  weak  are  strong ; 

But  violence  provokes  his  wrath  : 

The  Lord  abhorreth  wrong. 


19.  HOMAGE. 

3  The  righteous  Lord  will  take  delight 
Alone  in  righteousness ; 
The  just  are  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
The  humble  he  will  bless. 

19.  S.  M.         Watts. 

"  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  Soul" 

1  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favours  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 

'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransomed  from  the  grave  : 

He  that  redeems  thy  soul  from  death, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good : 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest : 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  the  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known ; 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 


HOMAGE.  20,   21. 


20.  S.  M.         Watts. 

Preserving  Grace. 

1  To  God  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  .  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemished  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

21.  7s.  M.  Olney  Hymns. 

Supplication.     r 

I  Come,  my  soul !  thy  suit  prepare ; 
God  delights  to  answer  prayer : 
Thou  art  coming  to  thy  king  ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring. 


22.  HOMAGE. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  sacred  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 

Be  my  guard,  my  guide  and  friend, 
To  my  earthly  journey's  end. 

22.  C.   M.  Carlisle. 

11  Lord,  teach  us  to  pray." 

1  Lord  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  shun  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits  pitying  see, 

And  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 

3  When  our  responsive  tongues  essay 

Their  grateful  songs  to  raise ; 
Grant  that  our  souls  may  join  the  lay, 
And  rise  to  thee  in  praise. 

4  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign  : 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

5  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  ;tis  goodness  still 
That  grants  it  or  denies. 


HOMAGE.  23,  24. 


23.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Worship.     Ps.  95. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

24.      C.  M.      jervis. 

Devout  Homage. 

1  With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  almighty  King: 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

2* 


2*5.  HOMAGE. 

3  Thee  we  adore ;  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay  : 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

4  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal. 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

5  With  fervour  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

25o  L.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  our  Creator.     Ps.  100. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame ; 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs; 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 


HOMAGE.  SO. 

Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love, 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

26.  L.   M.  6  I.  Watts. 

Praise  for  God's  Goodness  and  Truth.     Ps.  146. 

I  'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust : 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp,  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure : 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  labouring  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 


375  28.  HOMAGE. 

27.  7S.     M.  BOWRING. 

Lowly  Worship. 

1  When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 

FilFd  with  awe  and  holy  fear, 
Teach  us,  O  our  God  !  to  feel 
All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wand' ring  thought 

When  on  thy  great  name  we  call ; 
Man  is  nought — is  less  than  nought : 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 

In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell ; 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee, 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 

4  O,  receive  the  praise  that  dares 

Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne ; 
Bless  our  ofFrings,  hear  our  pray'rs, 
Infinite  and  Holy  One ! 

28.  L.   M.  Tate  and  Brady. 

Public  Worship.    Ps.  95. 

1  O,  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  past; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 


HOMAGE.  29» 

3  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand. 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  strength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  skies, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies, 

4  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his ; 
'T  is  moved  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  formed  and  fixed  the  solid  land. 

5  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly,  all, 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall. 

29.  C.  M.  Browne. 

Acceptable  Worship. 

1  Wherewith  shall  I  approach  the  Lord, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
Oh  !  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  my  guilt  atone  ? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend? 
Will  these  my  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  my  God  my  Friend  ? 

3  O  no,  my  soul !  't  were  fruitless  all ; 

Such  offerings  are  vain : 
No  fatlings  from  the  field  or  stall 
His  favour  can  obtain. 

4  To  men  their  rights  I  must  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give ; 
To  God  with  humble  rev'rence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 


30?  31.  HOMAGE. 

5  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere, 
He  never  will  despise ; 
And  cheerful  duty  he  '11  prefer 
To  costly  sacrifice. 

30.  L.  M.         Watts. 

"How  amiable  are  thy  Tabernacles,  O  Lord  of  Hosts." 

1  Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee,  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun — he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  Shield — he  guards  our  way ; 
All  needful  grace  he  will  bestow, 

And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too. 

4  O  God !  our  king,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
Thy  willing  servants  may  we  be, 

For  blest  are  they  who  trust  in  thee. 

31.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Seeking  after  God.     Ps.  63. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


HOMAGE.  32* 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I '11  bless  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

32.  L.  M.  Watts. 

11  Serve  the  Lord  with  Fear,  and  Rejoice  with  Trembling." 

1  Eternal  Power  !  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ! 
Exalted  far  above  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  Thy  throne  is  in  the  dazzling  blaze 
Where  angels  tremble  as  they  gaze ; 

And  through  the  heaven,  thy  praise  is  sung 
By  the  rapt  seraph's  burning  tongue. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 

Lo !  from  the  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High. 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  children  learned  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 


33,  34.  HOMAGE. 

33.         C.  M.         Rippon'sCol. 
"  Hallowed  be  Thy  name." 

1  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry ; 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God  !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

34.  S.    M.  Watts. 

The  Holiness  of  God.     Ps.  99. 

1  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet  ; 

His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 

When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 


HOMAGE.  35* 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 
Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
Whose  grace  is  still  the  same : 

Still  he  's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

35.  7S.    M.  CONDER. 

"  Praise  the  Lord." 

1  Hallelujah  !     Raise,  O  raise 
To  our  God  the  song  of  praise  : 
All  his  servants,  join  to  sing, 
God,  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

2  Blessed  be  for  evermore 

That  dread  name  which  we  adore ! 
Round  the  world  his  praise  be  sung, 
Through  all  lands,  in  every  tongue. 

3  O'er  all  nations  God  alone, — 
Higher  than  the  heavens  his  throne, — - 
Who  is  like  to  God  most  high, 
Infinite  in  majesty  ? 

4  Yet  to  view  the  heavens  he  bends: 
Yea,  to  earth  he  condescends ; 
Raising  up  the  poor  to  stand 
With  the  princes  of  the  land. 

5  He  the  broken  spirit  cheers ; 
Turns  to  joy  the  mourner's  tears; 
Such  the  wonders  of  his  ways  ! 
Praise  his  name, — for  ever  praise. 

3 


36j  37.  HOMAGE. 

36.  C.  M.         Watts. 

The  Delights  of  Worship.     Ps.  84. 

1  My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 

To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

4  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode : 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  1 

3T«  7s.    JM.  Salisbury  Coll. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord !  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 


HOMAGE.  38. 

3  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony ; 

And  through  heaven's  all-spacious  round 
Praise  to  thee  shall  ever  sound. 

4  Lord  !  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 

38.  7s.   M.  Milton. 

Cheerful  Praise.     Ps.  136. 

1  Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 

For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Let  us  blaze  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God ; 

For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light, 

For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless, 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness ; 

For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


i? 


5  All  things  living  he  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


39?  40.  HOMAGE. 

6  Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth  ; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

39.'  C.      M.  BoWRING. 

The  Worship  of  the  Heart. 

1  The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 

Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude; 
No  tribute — but  the  vow  sincere — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee ; 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  O  may  that  Spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love ; 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 

40.  7s.    M.  J.  Taylor. 

The  Divine  Glories  celebrated. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  heaven. 


HOMAGE.  41. 

2  Favoured  mortals  !  raise  the  song ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ! 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand ; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

4  Awful  Being  !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down ; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 

41.  C.  M.  Bryant. 

Invoking  Compassion  and  Grace. 

1  O  God  !  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow 

Love  never  yet  forsook, 
On  those  who  seek  thy  presence  now, 
In  deep  compassion  look ; — 

2  For  many  a  frail  and  erring  heart 

Is  in  thy  holy  sight, 
And  feet  too  willing  to  depart 
From  the  plain  way  of  right. 

3  Yet,  pleased  the  humble  prayer  to  hear, 

And  kind  to  all  that  live, 
Thou,  when  thou  seest  the  contrite  tear, 
Art  ready  to  forgive. 

4  Lord,  aid  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace 

Our  truest  bliss  to  find ; 
In  mercy  view  our  erring  race, 
So  feeble  and  so  blind. 
3* 


£2.  HOMAGE. 

42.      C.  P.  M.      ooilvie. 

Universal  Praise.     Ps.  148. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name : 
Lo  !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise 

To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies ; 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

3  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing, 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring ; 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

4  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  thinking  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around 
Till  heaven's  broad  arch  ring  back  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 


SABBATH    WORSHIP.  43.  44. 


WORSHIP. 

4:3.  C    jVl.  EDMESTON. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

.  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 
And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

!  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 
That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  sonl-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light ! 

\  Blest  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease 
Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  sabbath  o'er  my  soul ! 

l  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  1 

4r4:0  S.    M.  BULFINCH. 

The  Sabbath. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day  ! 
The  day  divinely  given, 

When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  sacred  hour, 
Within  thy  courts  we  bend, 

And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend  ! 


45.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod. 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own, 
When  crowds  adore  their  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 
Of  yon  unmeasured  sky, 

Thy  Sabbath  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

5  Lord  !  may  a  holier  day 
Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight ; 

And  grant  us  in  thy  courts  to  pray 
Of  pure,  unclouded  light. 

4r5»  L.    M.  Stennett. 

Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  Another  six-days'  work  is  done : 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day — 
In  holy  pleasures — pass  away : 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 


SABBATH    WORSHIP.  4G,  4Ti 

4G.  L.   M.        61.  Episcopal  Col. 

"  Remember  that  thou  keep  holy,  the  Sabbath  Day." 

.  Great  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers : 
With  joy,  we  now  to  thee  resign 
These  solemn,  consecrated  hours ; 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

\  All-seeing  God  !  thy  piercing  eye 
Can  every  secret  thought  explore  : 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 
And  where  thou  art,  intrude  no  more : 
O  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move. 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above. 

»  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 
And  bid  thy  words,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ; 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine ; 
Our  souls  shall  then  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

47.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Sabbath  Morning  Worship. 

1  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  chosen  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ! 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Day  unto  day  his  name  repeats ; 

The  night  renews  the  sound, 
Through  all  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
And  rolls  the  seasons  round. 


48.  SABBATH   WORSHIP. 

3  And  we  will  magnify  his  name, 

Our  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise, 
Whose  hand  sustains  our  mortal  frame 
Through  all  our  passing  days. 

4  My  God  !  may  every  hour  be  thine, 

Till  all  our  days  are  past ; 
So  shall  our  sun  in  peace  decline, 
And  set  in  smiles  at  last. 


4:8»  L.  M\  Doddridge. 

The  Sabbath  of  Earth  and  Heaven. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs  which  from  thy  churches  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  earnest  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues  : 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O,  long-expected  day,  begin; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 


SABBATH   WORSHIP.  49j  50* 


4:9.  C.  M.  Codman's  Col. 

The  Blessing  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 

The  first  and  best  of  days ; 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise ; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first  fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 
A  happy  week  will  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  to  God  appear ; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

50.      L.  M.      hancox. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  How  welcome  thy  returning  beams, 
Thou  fairest  morn  of  all  the  seven  ! 
Those  wake  to  toil,  and  earthly  schemes ; 
Thou  to  repose,  and  thoughts  of  heaven. 

2  Come,  let  us  join  the  goodly  throng, 
And  pay  to  God  our  early  vow, 
Repeat  his  praise  in  cheerful  song, 
And  at  his  footstool  humbly  bow. 


t>l.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

3  He  hath  revealed  a  blest  abode, 
In  gospel-lines  divinely  fair ; 
Come,  let  ns  seek  the  heavenly  road, 
That  we  may  not  be  strangers  there. 

4  Then  we  may  trust  our  Father's  love, 
That  when  we've  passed  these  days  of  care, 
Trained  for  his  blissful  courts  above, 

An  endless  Sabbath  we  shall  share. 

51.  CM.  Milton. 

"  The  Lord  God  is  a  Sun  and  Shield."     Ps.  84. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair ! 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  how  dear 
The  pleasant  tabernacles  are, 
Where  thou  dost  dwell  so  near ! 

2  Happy,  who  in  thy  house  reside, 

Where  thee  they  ever  praise, 
Happy,  whose  strength  in  thee  doth  bide, 
And  in  their  hearts  thy  ways. 

3  They  pass  through  sorrow's  thirsty  vale, 

That  dry  and  barren  ground, 
As  through  a  fruitful,  wat'ry  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield, 

Gives  grace  and  glory  bright ; 
No  good  from  them  shall  be  withheld 
Whose  ways  are  just  and  right. 


SABBATH  WORSHIP.  53j  53, 

52»         C  M\         Mrs.  Barbauld,  alt. 
7%e  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1  O  Father  !  though  the  anxious  fear 

May  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
No  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here, — 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine ; 
But  each  unworthy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Then  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 

53.  L.  M.  Watts. 

A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day.     Ps.  92. 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 
4 


tJ4U  SABBATH  WORSHIP. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine ! 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  hoped  below, 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

o4r«  S.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

"  The  Church  of  the  Living  God." 

1  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend : 

To  her  my  toils  and  cares  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Jesus  !  thou  Friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


SABBATH  WORSHIP.  55.  t56« 


55.  C.  P.  M.  Merrick. 

The  Sabbath  and  the  Earthly  Temple. 

The  Sabbath  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
That  calls  me  to  thy  sacred  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  : 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 

And  tread  the  hallowed  floor. 

With  holy  joy  I  hail  the  day, 

That  warns  my  thirsting  soul  away; 

What  transports  fill  my  breast ! 
For,  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest ! 

Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring ; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  the  immortal  King. 

56.  C.   M.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day.     Ps.  118. 

This  is  the:  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  O  Lord ;  descend  and  bring 

Salvation  from  the  throne. 


&7*  SABBATH  WORSHIP. 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 

With  messages  of  grace,- — 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

4  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise, 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

5T»  L.  M.  Lamport. 

"  I  will  go  to  the  Altar  of  God." 

1  If,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 
God  speaketh  still  his  high  commands, 
Let  me  to  that  blest  place  repair, 
That  I  may  learn  my  duty  there. 

2  If,  in  the  ailments  of  the  soul, 

There  be  a  power  that  makes  it  whole, 
Let  me  to  that  pure  fount  apply, 
Lest  the  neglected  spirit  die. 

3  If  there  be  still  a  sacrifice, 

That  may  to  God  with  favour  rise, 
Let  me  present  a  contrite  heart, 
Ere  from  this  temple  I  depart. 

4  If,  in  the  dread  of  death's  dark  hour, 
The  word  of  life  hath  soothing  power, 
To  hear  that  word,  my  spirit,  haste, 
Ere  yet  the  pains  of  death  I  taste. 

5  Where  God  would  have  the  off'ring  made, 
There  be  the  willing  tribute  paid, 

Till  to  his  name  I  consecrate 
The  worship  of  an  endless  state. 


SABBATH  WORSHIP.  58,  59. 


58.      H.  M.      hatwarb. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return, 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 

From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 

1  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face ; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

59.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Resurrection  on  the  First  Day  of  the  Week. 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 

And  pours  increasing  day. 

O,  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 

Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

4# 


60.  SABBATH  WORSHIP. 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart. 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

60.  L.  M.  Watts. 

TJie  Pleasure  of  Public  Worship.     Ps.  84. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints,  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  Strength :  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  the  nobler  worship  there. 


SABBATH   WORSHIP.  61 5  62. 


01*  S.  JVE.         Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Delights  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 

And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet  on  this  day  of  rest, 
To  join  in  heart  and  voice, 

With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy, 
Be  every  Sabbath  given, 

That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

62.  L.   M.  Watts. 

The  Peace  and  Comfort  of  Worship. 

1  Away  from  every  mortal  care — 

From  this  world- s  worthless  joys  afar — 
Away  from  earth  our  souls  retreat, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  feet. 

2  Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  bow  before  our  Father's  face; 
Thy  grace  and  glory  we  adore, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 


63.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

3  Here,  when  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
And  tears  are  starting  to  our  eyes, 
The  sun  of  mercy  upward  springs, 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 

4  Father !  our  souls  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side; 
But  if  our  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  our  heart. 

63.  S.  M.         Watts. 

The  Temples  of  Christian  Worship. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God ! 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  A  refuge  in  distress, 
To  Zion  God  is  known ; 

How  bright  through  all  her  palaces 
Hath  his  salvation  shone  ! 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 
We  '11  to  his  house  repair ; 

We  '11  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


SABBATH    WORSHIP.  64j  65. 

64«  C  M.  Doddridge. 

liThe  Seven  Stars  are  the  Seven  Churches." 

1  We  bless  the  Eternal  Source  of  light, 

Who  made  the  stars  to  shine, 
And  through  this  dark  and  clouded  world 
Diffused  the  light  divine. 

2  We  bless  the  churches1  sovereign  King ; 

His  golden  lamps  they  are ; 

Fixed  in  the  temples  of  his  love, 

To  shine  in  radiance  there. 

3  Long  be  their  purity  preserved, 

Long  fed  with  oil  their  flame ; 
And  deep  in  every  heart  inscribed 
Their  heavenly  Master's  name. 

65.         H.  M.  Watts. 

T7te  House  of  God. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 

To  thine  abode         With  warm  desires 
My  heart  aspires,     To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 

My  spirit  faints,      To  rise  and  dwell 
With  equal  zeal,     Among  thy  saints. 


66.  SABEATH   WORSHIP. 

3  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there! 

They  praise  thee  still,      That  love  the  way 
And  happy  they  To  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength. 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 
O  glorious  seat,  Shall  thither  bring 

When  God  our  King      Our  willing  feet ! 

66.      L.  M.      cowper. 

Spiritual  Worship. 

1  O  Lord  !   where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few  ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 


SABBATH    WORSHIP.  67  ?  68. 


61.  L.    M.  C  ROBBINS. 

11  Speak,  Lord,  for  thy  servant  heareth." 

1  While  thus  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek, 
O  God,  within  our  spirits  speak  ! 

For  we  will  hear  thy  voice  to-day, 
Nor  turn  our  hardened  hearts  away. 

2  Speak  in  thy  gentlest  tones  of  love, 
Till  all  our  best  affections  move ; 
We  long  to  hear  no  meaner  call, 
But  feel  that  Thou  art  all  in  all. 

3  To  conscience  speak  thy  quickening  word, 
Till  all  its  sense  of  sin  is  stirred : 

For  we  would  leave  no  stain  of  guile, 
To  cloud  the  radiance  of  thy  smile. 

4  Speak,  Father,  to  the  anxious  heart, 
Till  every  fear  and  doubt  depart : 
For  we  can  find  no  home  or  rest, 
Till  with  thy  Spirit's  whispers  blest. 

5  Speak  to  convince,  forgive,  console : 
Child-like  we  yield  to  thy  control : 
These  hearts,  too  often  closed  before, 
Would  grieve  thy  patient  love  no  more. 

68.  S.   M.  E.  Taylor. 

Invitations  to  Worship. 

1     Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
O  thou  afflicted,  come ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there, 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 


69.  SABBATH   WORSHIP. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise. 
Ye  who  are  happy  now ; 

In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 
For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 

Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 
Come,  bow ;  your  voices  raise ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 
In  mercy  looks  on  all ; 

Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 
And  hear'st  the  mourners  call; 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 
Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 

Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

69.  S.    M.  FURNESS. 

"  My  soul  thirsteth  for  God." 

1  Here  in  a  world  of  doubt, 
A  sorrowful  abode, 

O,  how  my  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God ! 

2  As  for  the  water-brooks, 
The  hart,  expiring,  pants, 

So  for  my  God  my  spirit  looks, 
Yea,  for  his  presence  faints. 


SABBATH   WORSHIP.  TO* 

3  I  know  thy  joys,  O  earth, 
The  sweetness  of  thy  cup ; 

Oft  have  I  mingled  in  thy  mirth, 
And  trusted  in  thy  hope. 

4  But,  ah,  how  woes  and  fears 
Those  hollow  joys  succeed  ! 

That  cup  of  mirth  is  mixed  with  tears, 
That  hope  is  but  a  reed. 

5  What  have  I  then  below, 
Or  what  but  thee  on  high  1 

Thee,  thee,  O  Father,  would  I  know, 
And  in  thee  live  and  die  ! 

70.         8  &  7s.  M.  Percy  St.  Col. 

For  a  Blessing  on  the  Truth  preached. 

1  Praise  to  Him  by  whose  kind  favour, 

Heavenly  truth  has  reached  our  ears ; 
May  its  sweet  reviving  savour 

Fill  our  hearts  and  calm  our  fears. 

2  Truth  !  how  sacred  is  the  treasure  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know : 
Vain  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure, 
Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

3  What  of  truth  we  have  been  hearing, 

Fix,  O  Lord,  in  every  heart ; 
In  the  day  of  thy  appearing, 
May  we  share  thy  people's  part. 

4  Till  we  leave  this  world  forever, 

May  we  live  beneath  thine  eye ; 
This  our  aim,  our  sole  endeavour, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die. 
5 


71 5  73.  SABBATH   WORSHIP. 

%\m  C     JM.  STERNHOLD. 

After  a  Storm.     Ps.  18. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high ; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain ; 
And  he  as  Sovereign  Lord  and  King 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

72.  L.   M.  Salisbury  Col. 

"  The  Lord  is  in  his  Holy  Temple." 

1  Lo,  God  is  here !  let  us  adore, 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  him  day  and  night 
United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 

To  him  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill : 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 


SABBATH   WORSHIP.  TSj  74. 

73*  H.  M.  Roman  Breviary. 

For  fl  Blessing  on  Worship. 

1  Here,  gracious  God  !  do  thou 
For  evermore  draw  nigh ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 
And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh : 

In  copious  shower,  on  all  who  pray, 
This  holy  day,  thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  may  we  find  from  heaven 
The  grace  which  we  implore ; 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given. 
Be  with  us  evermore : 

Until  that  day,  when  all  the  blest 
To  endless  rest  are  called  away. 

T4r.         L.  M.         Mrs.  Barbauld. 
The  Worship  of  the  Heart. 

1  When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honours  shall  he  pay? 
How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad? 

2  From  marble  domes,  and  gilded  spires. 
Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  1 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man !  creation's  Lord 
Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare : 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 


T55  76.  SABBATH   WORSHIP. 

T5.  C.    M.  DODDRIDGE. 

For  the  Evening  of  Communion  Sabbath. 

1  The  day  approacheth,  O  my  soul, 

The  great,  decisive  day, 
Which  from  the  bounds  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2  Another  day,  more  awful,  dawns, 

And  lo  !  the  Judge  appears  ! 

Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face, 

And  sink,  ye  darkened  stars. 

3  Yet  does  one  short,  preparing  hour, 

Of  precious  life  remain ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  throng ; 

For  this  the  board  surround ; 
There  may  our  service  be  approved, 
And  with  thy  presence  crowned. 

T6.         7s.  M.         Salisbury  Coll. 
Closing  Supplication. 

1  Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear: 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here ; 
Shine  in  each  believing  heart, 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart. 

2  Then,  in  every  grace  complete, 
Make  us,  Lord,  for  glory  meet; 
Till  we  stand  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  of  the  saints  in  light. 


CONCLUDING    HYMNS.  77 79. 

7l  •  C  M.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

"The  Day- Spring  from  on  high  hath  visited  us." 

1  On  us  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Its  brightest  beams  hath  poured ; 
With  grateful  hearts  and  holy  zeal, 
Lord,  be  thy  love  adored; 

2  And  let  us  look  with  joyful  hope 

To  that  more  glorious  day, 
Before  whose  brightness,  sin,  and  death, 
And  grief  shall  flee  away. 

I  o«         7s.  JVL.         Peabodvs  Coll. 
Closing  Supplication. 

1  Father  !  bless  thy  word  to  all ; 
Quick  and  powerful  may  it  prove ; 
O,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call, 
May  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Father  !  bid  the  world  rejoice ; 
Send  thy  heavenly  truth  abroad ; 
May  the  nations  hear  thy  voice, 
Hear  it,  ,and  return  to  God. 

79.      C.  M.      bp.  heber. 

"  The  Seed  is  the  Word  of  God." 

1  O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 
By  whom  the  harvest  blest ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from 
heaven, 

Is  planted  in  our  breast. 

5* 


80?   81.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air; 
The  sultry  sun's  in  tenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care  ! 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strewn, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply : 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

80.      8s.  &  7s.  M.       c.  hobbins. 

Close  of  Worship.     Evening. 

1  Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth ; 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night — 
May  the  Sun  that  ever  shineth, 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 

2  Softly  now  the  dew  is  falling ; 

Peace  o"er  all  the  scene  is  spread  ;- 
On  his  children,  meekly  calling, 
Purer  influence  God  will  shed. 

3  While  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 

Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 
Father,  give  thine  evening  blessing ; 
Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 

81.  CM.  Kippis's  Coll. 

Close  of  the  Evening  "Worship. 

1  Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past ; 
And,  as  the  setting  sun 
Sinks  downward  in  the  radiant  west, 
Our  parting  beams  be  gone. 


CONCLUDING    HYMNS.  83?   83. 

2  May  He,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Our  sacred  rites  attend, 
Uniting  all  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  life's  short  journey  end; 

3  And  as  the  rapid  sands  run  down, 

Our  virtue  still  improve, 
Till  each  receive  the  glorious  crown 
Of  never-fading  love. 

otfi»  O.  1Y1.  Montgomery. 

Close  of  the  Service. 

1  Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice 

At  which  the  dead  shall  live ; 
O  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 
And  strength  immortal  give. 

2  And  have  we  hoard  the  word  with  joy  1 

And  have  we  felt  its  power  ? 
To  keep  it  be  our  blest  employ, 
Till  life's  extremest  hour. 

83.        L.  M.        Heber. 
Close  of  the  Service. 

1  Lord  !  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came ; 
Grant  us,  our  few  remaining  days, 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

The  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteousness ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above, 
Then  shall  we  better  sing  thy  love. 


845   $5,  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 


84b«  L.  JVT.  Anonymous. 

Close  of  Worship.     Evening. 

1  While  now  upon  this  Sabbath  eve, 
Thy  house,  Almighty  God,  we  leave, 
'Tis  sweet,  as  sinks  the  setting  sun, 
To  think  on  all  our  duties  done. 

2  Oh  !  evermore  may  all  our  bliss 
Be  peaceful,  pure,  divine,  like  this ; 
And  may  each  Sabbath,  as  it  flies, 
Fit  us  for  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

85*  L.  JV1.  Montgomery. 

Sunday  Evening. 

1  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been ; 
Millions  this  day  have  bent  the  knee ; 
But  thou,  soul-searching  God  !  hast  seen 
The  hearts  of  all  that  worshipped  thee. 

2  Still,  as  the  light  of  morning  broke 
O'er  island,  continent,  or  deep, 
Thy  far-spread  family  awoke, 
Sabbath  all  round  the  world  to  keep. 

3  From  east  to  west,  the  sun  surveyed, 
From  north  to  south,  adoring  throngs  ; 

And  still,  where  evening  stretched  her  shade, 
The  stars  came  forth  to  hear  their  songs. 

4  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 
Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain  ; 
To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  nigh ; 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 


CONCLUDING   HYMNS. 


86,  87. 


5  Yet  one  prayer  more  ; — and  be  it  one, 
In  which  both  heaven  and  earth  accord 
Fulfil  thy  promise  to  thy  Son  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  call  Jesus  Lord ! 


86.  L.  M.  Anon. 

Close  of  Worship.     Evening. 

1  Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 

Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace  once  more,  O  God,  we  crave, 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard- 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word — 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  Oh  !  may  the  influence  of  this  day, 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove. 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 


87.  P.     M.  CONDER. 

Peace  with  God. 

To  all  thy  faithful  people,  Lord, 

Pardon  and  peace  impart : 
And  be  thy  spirit  shed  abroad, 

Thy  love  in  every  heart : 
That  they,  from  conscious  guilt  made  clean, 
May  serve  thee  with  a  mind  serene. 


88 90.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

88.  7   &   6s.    M.  GASKELL. 

Closing  Ascription. 

1  To  thee,  the  Lord  Almighty, 

Our  noblest  praise  we  give, 
Who  all  things  hast  created, 
And  blessest  all  that  live. 

2  Whose  goodness,  never  failing, 

Through  countless  ages  gone, 
Forever  and  forever, 
Shall  still  keep  shining  on, 

89.  S.  M.         Watts 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  through  distant  lands; 

Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word; 
Thy  truth  forever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  spread ; 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 

Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

90.  S.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Universal  Praise. 

1     Let  songs  of  endless  praise 
From  every  nation  rise ; 
Let  all  the  lands  their  tribute  raise, 
To  God,  who  rules  the  skies. 


CONCLUDING    HYMNS.  01 ,  92, 


I     His  mercy  and  his  love 
Are  boundless  as  his  name ; 

And  all  eternity  shall  prove 
His  truth  remains  the  same. 


91.       8  &  7s.  M.       fawcett. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven; 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

92.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  one  accord, 
Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 
Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand ; 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love ; 
Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath : 
Praise  him,  in  the  heights  above ; 
Praise  your  Maker  all  that  breathe. 


93 9&  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

93.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  O,  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

Each  with  a  different  tongue ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  every  land, 

Proclaim  his  praise  abroad : 
Forever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand ; 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

94.  CM.         Vaughan. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  O,  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

His  glorious  acts  proclaim ; 
The  fulness  of  his  grace  record, 
And  magnify  his  name. 

2  His  love  is  great — his  mercy  sure, 

And  faithful  in  his  word ; 
His  truth  forever  shall  endure ; 
Forever  praise  the  Lord ! 

95.  7s.   M.  Merrick. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise,  O  praise  the  name  divine, 
Praise  him  at  the  hallowed  shrine  j 
Let  the  firmament  on  high 
To  its  Maker's  name  reply. 


CONCLUDING   HYMNS.  96 — 98. 

2  All  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

In  His  praise  that  breath  employ, 
And  in  one  great  chorus  join ; 
Praise,  O  praise  the  Name  Divine ! 

96.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

97.  C.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

For  a  Blessing  on  the  Word. 

1  Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God,  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  the  heart, 
And  deep  its  truths  impress. 

2  O,  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high, 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die  ! 

9S«  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Closing-  Thanksgiving. 

1  Thanks  for  mercies  past,  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 

Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 
.     With  eternity  in  view. 
6 


90 101.  SABBATH    WORSHIP. 

2  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 
Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love, 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told. 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

99.  L.  M.         Moravian. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Thy  name  be  hallowed  evermore ; 

O  God!  thy  kingdom  come  with  power! 
Thy  will  be  done,  and  day  by  day, 
Give  us  our  daily  bread,  we  pray : 

2  Lord  !  evermore  to  us  be  given 

The  living  bread  that  came  from  heaven 

Water  of  life  on  us  bestow, 

Thou  art  the  Source,  the  Fountain  thou. 

100*  L.   iVl.  Anonymous. 

Memory  of  the  Past. 

1  How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind, 
When  life  declines,  recalls  again 
The  years  that  time  has  cast  behind, 
And  reaps  delight  from  toil  and  pain. 

2  So,  when  the  transient  storm  is  past, 
The  sudden  gloom  and  driving  shower, 
The  sweetest  sunshine  is  the  last; 
The  loveliest  is  the  evening  hour. 

101.  8&7S.   M.       "estlin. 

Reliance  for  the  Future. 

1  Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears ; 
May  we  still  thy  love  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 


CONCLUDING  HYMNS.  103 — 104* 

2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 
Peace  companion  of  our  way ; 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 


102.         8  &  7s.  M.         Toplady'sColl. 
Dismission. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 


103.  L.  M.  Butcher. 

Doxulogy. 

Immortal  praise  to  God  be  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven ; 
The  First,  the  Last,  who  reigns  alone, 
And  fills  an  undivided  throne. 

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104.  CM.  ESTLIN. 

Doxology. 

Thou  art  the  First — and  thou  the  Last 

Time  centres  all  in  thee : 
The  Almighty  God  who  was,  and  is, 

And  evermore  shall  be. 


105,    106.  CONCLUDING  HYMNS. 

2  To  thee  let  every  tongue  be  praise. 
And  every  heart  be  love, 
All  grateful  honours  paid  on  earth, 
And  nobler  songs  above. 


105.        8  &  7s.  M.        Calamt. 

Closing  Prayer. 

Lord  of  nature,  Source  of  light, 
View  in  love  thy  world  below ; 

Guide  our  erring  footsteps  right, 

Through  these  scenes  of  guilt  and  woe. 

Grant  thy  Spirit !     By  thy  kindness 

Let  our  errors  be  forgiven ; 
Heal  our  sins,  dispel  our  blindness ; 

Then,  conduct  us  safe  to  heaven. 


106.         8  &  7S.  M.  J.Newton. 

Benediction. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


BENEDICTION.  107. 

107.  7s.  M.  J.  Newton.- 

Benediction. 

1  Now  may  He,  who  from  the  dead 
Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 
What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 
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10S?    100.  MORNING   WORSHIP. 


WORSHIP 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

108.  P.M.  H.Ware,  Jr. 

Prayer  at  Morning  or  Evening. 

1  To  prayer,  to  prayer  !  for  the  morning  breaks. 
And  earth  in  her  Maker's  smiles  awakes; 
His  light  is  on  all  below  and  above — 

The  light  of  gladness,  and  life,  and  love : 
O,  then,  on  the  breath  of  this  early  air, 
Send  upward  the  incense  of  grateful  prayer. 

2  To  prayer !  for  the  glorious  sun  is  gone, 
And  the  gathering  darkness  of  night  comes  on. 
Like  a  curtain  from  God's  kind  hand  it  flows 
To  shade  the  couch  where  his  children  repose ; 
Then  kneel,  while  the  watching  stars  are  bright, 
And  give  your  last  thoughts  to  the  Guardian 

of  night. 

109.       L.  M.      keele. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Oh  !  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise ! 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new ! 

2  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 


MORNING  WORSHIP.  1 10. 

3  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  If,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

5  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see ; 
Some  softening  gleams  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

110.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  God  of  the  morning !  at  whose  voice 
The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise. 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies : 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 
The  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes ; 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 


Ill,   113.  MORNING  WORSHIP. 


111.  CM.  Watts. 

Morning  Psalm. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

5  The  men,  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfilled ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour  as  a  shield. 

112.      L.  M.      Bp.  kenn. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 


MORNING  WORSHIP.  1 13* 

2  Thy  precious  time,  misspent,  redeem ; 
Each  present  day,  thy  last  esteem; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere ; 

Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear; 
Think  how  the  all-seeing  God,  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

113.  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Lord  of  my  life  !  O  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours  ! 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  When  sleep  death's  semblance  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 


1 14.  MORNING  WORSHIP. 

4  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

U4:«  L.    M.  HA  WKES  WORTH. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night : 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour ; 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God !  to  thee. 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  my  eyes  oppress ; 

Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day ; 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 


EVENING  WORSHIP.  115,   1 16. 

115.  C.   M.  Watts. 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song 

Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Permit  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  thee  in  the  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  is  still  my  guard ; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stands  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

My  daily  path  surround ; 
But  oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  And  now,  my  soul,  the  closing  day 

Is  fading  on  thine  eyes ; 
Once  more  the  evening  tribute  pay, 

To  Him  who  rules  the  skies.  • 

116.  L.    M.         Watts. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days : 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 


117.  EVENING  WORSHIP. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear ; 
O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  loving  kindness  in  my  heart. 

5  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  burst  my  tomb 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

117.  S.  M.         Doddridge. 

Evening  Admonition.     Jeremiah  13  :  16. 

1  The  swift,  declining  day, 
How  fast  its  moments  fly ! 

While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals  !  mark  its  pace, 
And  use  the  hours  of  light; 

And  know  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 
In  its  meridian  blaze, 

And  cuts  from  smiling,  vigorous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 
Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide, 

And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 


EVENING   WORSHIP. 


118. 


5  Give  glory  to  the  Lord 
Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere ; 

Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

6  Then  shall  new  lustre  break, 
Through  horror's  darkest  gloom, 

And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light 
In  a  celestial  home. 

118.  L.    M.  COLLYER. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
Slow  o'er  the  west  the  shadows  rise, 
Swift  the  soft-stealing  hours  have  flown, 
And  night's  dark  mantle  veils  the  skies. 

2  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
Swept  from  the  records  of  the  year ; 
And  still,  with  every  setting  sun, 
Life's  fading  visions  disappear. 

3  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
But  soon  a  fairer  shall  arise ; — 
A  day,  whose  never  setting  sun 

Shall  pour  his  light  o'er  cloudless  skies. 

4  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
In  solemn  silence  rest,  my  soul, 
And  bow  before  His  awful  throne, 
Who  bids  the  morn  and  evening  roll. 

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119,     l'30.  EVENING  WORSHIP. 

119.         P.M.         Bp.Heber. 

Evening  Aspiration. 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 

Darkness  and  light ! 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night ! 
May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us, 
Slumbers  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us, 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 

This  livelong  night ! 

120.       L.  M.      bp.kenn. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That,  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 

I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave,  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close — 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 


EVENING  WORSHIP.  121* 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him,  ye  angels  round  his  throne. 
Praise  God,  the  high  and  holy  One. 

121.  C.    M.  BOWRING. 

Nature's  Evening  Hymn. 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 

Attune  their  evening  hymn ; 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised 

In  song  of  seraphim. 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds, 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 

Nature — a  temple  worthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above; 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar  : — 

Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Her  earliest,  loveliest  flowers ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits ; 

In  glorious  luxury  given ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 


122,    123.  EVENING  WORSHIP. 

4  On  all  thou  smil'st;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath  but  yesterday  inspired. 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale, 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 

122.         L.  M.         Watts. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread' st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

123.  L.    M.  BO  WRING. 

"  He  giveth  his  Beloved  Sleep." 

1  Reviving  sleep  !  thy  sheltering  wing 
Is  o'er  the  couch  of  labour  spread; 
Sweet  minister,  unearthly  thing, 
That  hovers  round  the  tried  one's  head. 


EVENING  WORSHIP.  124. 

2  As  calm  and  cold  as  mortal  clay, 
When  life  is  fled,  earth  soundly  sleeps, 
When  evening  veils  the  eye  of  day, 
And  darkness  rules  the  ocean  deeps. 

3  O,  then,  thy  spirit,  Lord,  anew 
Enkindles  strength  in  sleeping  men ; 
It  falls  as  falls  the  evening  dew, 
And  life's  sad  waste  repairs  again. 

4  Be  nature's  gentle  slumbers  mine, 
And  lead  me  gently  to  the  last, 
Until  I  hear  thy  voice  divine, 

"Awake  !  for  death's  dark  night  is  passed." 

124:.  L.     M.  Bo  WRING. 

Evening  Worship. 

How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light? 
How,  all  thy  boundless  love  declare? 
Though  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 
The  heaven  is  open  to  oar  prayer, — 
That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns, — 
That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
There  the  full  tide  of  being  runs, 
And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

We  would  adore  thee,  God  sublime, 
Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  time, 
And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space ; 
O,  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 
All  lost  in  thine  immensity ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 

Amid  thy  dread  infinity  ! 

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125.  EVENING  WORSHIP. 

3  But  thou  art  present  with  ns  here. 
As  in  thy  glittering,  high  domain ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 
Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light, 
Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare, 
And  while  we  seek  thy  face  to-night 
Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 

X^5o»        -Li.   JM.  D  I.         Christian  Psalmist. 
Prayer  for  Daily  Guidance. 

1  As  every  day,  thy  mercy  spares, 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine, 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labours  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy,  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest : 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done — 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 


EVENING  WORSHIP. 


126. 


126.      7s.  M.      boding. 

God  in  all  things. 

Father  !  Thy  paternal  care 
Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide  ; 
Every  hallow' d  wish  and  prayer 
Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 
Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thine  offspring  is. 
Beaming  from  futurity. 

Every  sun  of  splendid  ray ; 
Every  moon  that  shines  serene ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day ; 
Every  evening's  twilight  scene; 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings ; 
Every  incense  at  thy  shrine ; 
These — and  all  life's  holiest  things, 
And  its  fairest — all  are  thine. 

And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise, 
Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 
Turn  unwearied — righteous  One  ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 
There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still,  through  ill  and  good, 
Fix'd  and  cheer' d,  and  counsel!' d  there. 


127,   128.  PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

PRAISE. 


THE  ATTRIBUTES,   PERFECTIONS,   AND  PROVIDENCE   OF 

GOD. 

127.  C.    M.  6    1.  CoNDER. 

Where  is  God? 

1  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me, 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control : 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there. 
Where  shall  I  find  Him,  O  my  soul, 

Who  yet  is  every  where  ] 

3  O,  not  in  circling  depth,  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest. 
0  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 

And  make  thy  creatures  blest. 

128.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  Revealed  in  Nature. 

1  There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 

Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies; 
See  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 


PRAISE    TO    GOD.  129. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  For  man  and  beast  here  daily  food 
In  wide,  diffusive  plenty  grows ; 
And  there,  for  drink,  the  crystal  flood 
In  streams  sweet  winding  gently  flows. 

4  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise 
Above  the  faint  attempts  of  art ; 
Their  bright,  inimitable  dyes 
Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

5  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 

129.  L.   M.  G.Dyer. 

Hymn  to  the  Deity. 

1  Greatest  of  Beings  !  Source  of  life  ! 
Sovereign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea ! 
All  nature  feels  thy  power,  and  all 
A  silent  homage  pays  to  thee. 

2  Waked  by  thy  hand,  the  morning  sun 
Pours  forth  to  thee  its  earlier  rays, 
And  spreads  thy  glories  as  it  climbs, 
While  raptured  worlds  look  up  and  praise. 

3  The  moon  to  the  deep  shades  of  night 
Speaks  the  mild  lustre  of  thy  name ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  cheer  the  scene, 
Thee,  the  great  Lord  of  light,  proclaim. 


130*  UNITY    OF    GOD. 

4  And  groves,  and  vales,  and  rocks,  and  hills, 
And  every  flower,  and  every  tree, 

Ten  thousand  creatures  warm  with  life, 
Have  each  a  grateful  song  for  thee. 

5  But  man  was  formed  to  rise  to  heaven ; 
And,  blest  with  reason's  clearer  light, 
He  views  his  Maker  through  his  works, 
And  glows  with  rapture  at  the  sight. 

6  Nor  can  the  thousand  songs  that  rise, 
Whether  from  air,  or  earth,  or  sea, 
So  well  repeat  Jehovah's  praise, 

Or  raise  such  sacred  harmony. 

130*         6s.  M.         Drummond. 
Unity  of  God. 

1  The  God  who  reigns  alone 
O'er  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Let  man  with  praises  own, 
And  sound  his  honours  high. 

2  Him  all  in  heaven  above, 
Him  all  on  earth  below, 

The  exhaustless  Source  of  love, 
The  great  Creator  know. 

3  He  formed  the  living  flame, 
He  gave  the  reasoning  mind ; 
Then  only  He  may  claim 
The  worship  of  mankind. 

4  So  taught  his  only  Son, 
Blessed  messenger  of  grace ! 
The  Eternal  is  but  one, 

No  second  holds  his  place. 


PRAISE    TO    GOD.  131,    132« 

131.         L.  M.         C.Wesley. 
"Holiness  to  the  Lord." 

1  Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thine  own ; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 

Is  ours,  a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  Sole,  self-existent  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  the  heavenly  hosts  adored ! 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty. 

132.  L.   M.  Browne 

The  only  Living  and  True  God. 

1  Eternal  God,  Almighty  Cause 

Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands. 
Of  all  within  thyself  possessed  : 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

3  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 

Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live. 

4  Lord,  spread  thy  name  thro'  heathen  lands; 
Their  idle  deities  dethrone ; 

Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 


133,  134.     GOD  THE  CREATOR. 

133*  C.  M.         Drennan. 

"  God  is  a  Spirit." 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell,  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 
Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies, 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds  unknown; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 

134.  L.  M.  Fergus. 

"  Thus  the  Heavens  and  the  Earth  were  created." 

1  The  Spirit  moved  upon  the  waves 
That  darkly  rolled,  a  shoreless  sea ; 

He  spake  the  word,  and  light  burst  forth, 
A  glorious,  bright  immensity. 

2  At  his  command,  the  mountains  heaved 
Their  rocky  pinnacles  on  high, 

Island  and  continent  displayed 
Their  desert  grandeur  to  the  sky. 

3  The  voice  of  God  was  heard  again, 
And  lovely  flowers  and  graceful  trees 
Appeared  on  every  vale  and  plain, 
And  perfumes  floated  on  the  breeze. 


GOODNESS   OF   GOD.  l«St>. 

4  The  word  went  forth,  and  vast  and  high 
The  heavenly  orbs  gave  out  their  light, 
O'er  all  the  earth  and  sea  and  sky ; 
The  rulers  of  the  day  and  night. 

5  Glory  to  God,  the  angels  sang, 

With  harps  of  gold,  and  tongues  of  flame : 
And  all  the  heavenly  arches  rang, 
Reechoing  with  the  awful  theme. 

lo5(  O.  JVL.         Montgomery. 

"  The  Earth  is  full  of  the  Goodness  of  the  Lord.11 

1  God  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 

Looks  down  upon  the  spheres ; 
But  in  his  providence  and  grace, 
To  every  eye  appears. 

2  He  bows  the  heavens, — the  mountains  stand 

A  high- way  for  their  God ; 
He  walks  amidst  the  desert  land, 
— 'Tis  Eden  where  he  trod. 

3  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice  : 

Hark  !  on  the  evening  breeze, 
As  once  of  old,  the  Lord  God's  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

4  In  every  stream  his  bounty  flows, 

Diffusing  joy  and  wealth ; 
In  every  breeze  his  spirit  blows, 
— The  breath  of  life  and  health. 

5  His  blessings  fall  in  plenteous  showers 

Upon  the  lap  of  earth, 
That  teems  with  foliage,  fruits  and  flowers, 
And  rings  with  infant  mirth. 

8 


136,  137*    MAJESTY  AND  LOVE  OF  GOD. 

6  If  God  hath  made  this  world  so  fair, 
Where  sin  and  death  abound ; 
How  beautiful,  beyond  compare, 
Will  Paradise  be  found  ! 

136.         H.  M.         Watts. 
Majesty  and  Sovereignty  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ; 
His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty : 

His  glories  shine  No  mortal  eye 

With  beams  so  bright,     Can  bear  the  sight 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law : 

And  where  his  love     His  truth  confirms 
Resolves  to  bless,         xlnd  seals  the  grace. 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory,  condescend  7 

And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend  ) 
I  love  his  name,      Join  all  my  powers 
I  love  his  word ;      And  praise  the  Lord. 

137.         8  &  7S.   M.  Booking. 

"God  is  Love.'" 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  paths  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


GOODNESS    OF    GOD.  138* 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth, 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  mist  his  brightness  streameth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

138.         C.  M.         Gibbons. 
Goodness  of  God. 

1  Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess ; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore ; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail — 
A  sea  without  a  shore  ! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  declare 

In  every  golden  ray ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields ; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain,  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 


139.  GOODNESS   OF    GOD. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 
Through  Jesus1  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  live  in  heaven. 

X39»  C  JVI.  Lutheran  Coll. 

Goodness  of  God  in  his  Works. 

1  Hail,  great  Creator — wise  and  good ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise : 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view ; 
And  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult, 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star, 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill — the  humble  lawn, 

With  countless  beauties  shine ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful  shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  Great  nature's  God  !  still  may  these  scenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ! 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  works'  instructive  page  ! 

6  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see : 
Oh,  may  our  hearts,  great  God,  be  led 
Through  all  thy  works  to  thee. 


GOODNESS    OF    GOD.  I  10,  141. 


140.  L.    M.  Watts. 

The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons.     Ps.  65. 

1  At  God's  command,  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers 


Laden  with  fruit,  and  dressed  in  flowers. 


3  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  stores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

4  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field ; 
Abundant  food  the  valleys  yield ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighbouring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

5  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear : 
Great  God  !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

141.  CM.  Keble. 

The  Outer  and  the  Inner  World. 

1  There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read, 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 

And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, — 

Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

8* 


143*  PRAISE. 

2  The  works  of  God  above,  below. 

Within  us,  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love, 
"Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  raging  fire,  the  roaring  wind, 

Thy  boundless  power  display ; 
But  in  the  rentier  breeze  we  find 
Thy  Spirit's  viewless  way. 

5  Two  worlds  are  ours:  'tis  only  sin 

Forbids  us  to  descry 
The  mystic  heaven  and  earth  within, 
Plain  as  the  sea  and  sky. 

6  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 

142.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Blessing  of  Rain.     Ps.  05. 

1  'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  The  morning  light,  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 


GOODNESS    OF    GOD.  143* 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

14:3»  C  M.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Power  and  Goodness  of  God.     Ps.  147. 

1  Delightful  is  the  task  to  sing, 

On  each  returning  day, 
The  praises  of  our  heavenly  King, 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

2  The  countless  worlds,  which,  bathed  in  light, 

Through  fields  of  azure  move, 
Proclaim  his  wisdom  and  his  might, 
But  O,  how  great  his  love  ! 

3  He  deigns  each  broken,  contrite  heart 

With  tender  care  to  bind ; 
And  comfort,  hope  and  grace  impart 
To  heal  the  wounded  mind. 

4  All  creatures  with  instinctive  cry, 

From  God  implore  their  food ; 
His  bounty  grants  a  rich  supply, 
And  fills  the  earth  with  good. 

5  Delightful  is  the  task,  O  Lord ! 

With  each  returning  day 
Thy  countless  mercies  to  record, 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 


144.  PRAISE. 

144,  C.   P.     M.  H.Moore. 

The  Love  of  God. 

1  My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise : 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne : 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale : 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain, 
The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain, 

And  smile  on  every  vale. 

4  But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven ; 
There  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

5  Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blessed, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend. 

My  soul"s  eternal  good. 


GOODNESS    OF    GOD.  1  15,    146. 

145.         L.  M.         Tate  and  Brady. 
"  How  excellent  is  thy  Loving  Kindness,  O  God!"     Ps.  36. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 
The  highest  orb  of  heaven  transcends ; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasured  scope  ; 
Beyond  the  sparkling  skies  extends. 

2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains ; 
Unfathomed  depths  thy  judgments  are ; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 
With  what  assurance  should  the  just 
Thy  sheltering  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust ! 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast, 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head, 
Of  joys  that  shall  forever  last. 

146.         L.  M.         Watts. 

"  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  Soul,  and  forget  not  all  his  ben- 
efits:'   Ps.  103. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God ! 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  roam  abroad : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace ! 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise : 
Let  not  the  wonders  he  has  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot. 


147.  PRAISE. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  soul  from  sin,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  lives  from  threatening  graves. 

4  Our  youth,  decayed,  his  power  repairs : 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good ; 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 

5  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess : 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  bless : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  it,  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

147.         L.  M.  G.  Dyer. 

Man,  the  Subject  of  a  Paternal  Government. 

1  Greatest  of  Beings  !  Source  of  life  ! 
Sovereign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea ! 
All  nature  feels  thy  power,  but  man 
A  grateful  tribute  pays  to  thee. 

2  Subject  to  wants,  to  thee  he  looks, 
And  from  thy  goodness  seeks  supplies ; 
And,  when  oppressed  with  guilt  he  mourns, 
Thy  mercy  lifts  him  to  the  skies. 

3  Children,  whose  little  minds  unformed, 
Ne'er  raised  a  tender  thought  to  heaven ; 
And  men,  whom  reason  lifts  to  God, 
Though  oft  by  passion  downward  driven ; 

4  Those  too,  who  bend  with  age  and  care, 
And  faint  and  tremble  near  the  tomb ; 
Who,  sickening  at  the  present  scenes, 
Sigh  for  that  better  state  to  come ; 


GOD,    OUR    FATHER.  148i 

5  All,  great  Creator  !  all  are  thine ; 
All  feel  thy  providential  care, 

And,  through  each  varying  stage  of  life, 
Alike  thy  constant  pity  share. 

6  And  whether  grief  oppress  the  heart, 
Or  whether  joy  elate  the  breast, 

Or  life  still  keep  its  little  course, 
Or  death  invite  the  heart  to  rest ; 

7  All  are  thy  messengers,  and  all 
Thy  sacred  pleasure,  Lord  !  obey ; 
And  all  are  training  man  to  dwell 
Nearer  to  bliss,  and  nearer  thee. 

148.         L.  M.       Bryant. 
The  Paternal  Love  of  God. 

1  Father  !  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 
All  that  is  fair  and  good  below ; 
Bestower  of  the  health  that  lies 

On  tearless  cheeks  and  cheerful  eyes  ! 

2  Giver  of  sunshine  and  of  rain  ! 
Ripener  of  fruits  on  hill  and  plain  ! 
Fountain  of  light,  that,  rayed  afar, 
Fills  the  vast  urns  of  sun  and  star ! 

3  Yet  deem  we  not  that  thus  alone, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  love  are  shown  ; 
For  we  have  learned,  with  higher  praise, 
And  holier  names,  to  speak  thy  ways. 

4  In  woe's  dark  hour,  our  kindest  stay ! 
Sole  trust  when  life  shall  pass  away ! 
Teacher  of  hopes  that  light  the  gloom 
Of  death,  and  consecrate  the  tomb  ! 


149.  GOD,    OUR    FATHER. 

5  Patient,  with  headstrong  guilt  to  bear 
Slow  to  avenge,  and  kind  to  spare ; 
Listening  to  prayer,  and  reconciled 
Full  quickly  to  thy  erring  child ! 

149.  S.  M.         Watts. 

Paternal  Love  of  God. 

1  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great : 

Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised, 
Above  the  ground  we  tread ; 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower : 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure ; 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


GOD,    OUR    FATHER.  150,    151* 

150*  S.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 

God,  our  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  My  Maker,  and  my  King ! 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe : 

Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring, 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  I  live : 

My  God  !  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 


151.  C.    M.  Browne. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

Lord,  thou  art  good !  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  Author  kind  : 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 

Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

The  whole,  in  every  part,  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good- will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  and  flows  in  streams, 

And  bursts  from  every  hill. 
9 


152.  LOVE    OF    GOD. 

3  It  fills  the  wide-extended  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Long  hath  it  been  diffused  abroad, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ■ 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be, 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part : 
O  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes, 
And  captivate  my  heart ! 

6  My  highest  admiration  raise, 

My  best  affections  move  ! 
Employ  my  tongue  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love  ! 

152.         CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God's  Gracious  Love  to  Man. 

1  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear ; 
But  most  thy  praise  should  man  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguished  care. 

2  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew ; 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

3  Thy  providence,  his  constant  guard, 

When  threatening  ills  impend, 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 


DIVINE    ATTRIBUTES.  le?3t 

4  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possessed; 
By  revelation's  brighter  rays 
Still  more  divinely  blest. 

5  All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ; 

O  teach  us  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 

153.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Divine  Attributes  Celebrated. 

1  I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  my  eye ; 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  Creatures,  as  numerous  as  they  be, 

Are  subject  to  thy  care ; 
There 's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 


154,   155.  PRAISE. 

154.         CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
The  Perfect  Attributes  of  God. 

1  Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands, 

While  earthly  thrones  decay ; 
Aoid  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

2  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store, 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

3  Holy  and  just  in  all  its  ways 

Is  providence  divine ; 
In  all  its  works,  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  mercy  shine. 

4  The  praise  of  God,  delightful  theme  ! 

Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue : 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name 
In  one  eternal  song. 

155.  C.    M.         Watts. 

Praise  to  God.     Ps.  95. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honour  sing ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  : 
He  showed  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 


PRAISE.  156. 

4  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem — 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below — 
When  once  compared  with  Him. 

5  Come  !  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come  !  kneel  before  his  face  : 
Oh  !  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

156.  L.    M.  Watts. 

God  Acknowledged  and  Adored.     Ps.  145. 

1  My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear, 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine ; 

O,  let  our  land  aloud  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise, 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

5  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds? 

Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 

Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise ! 
9# 


157,  158.  PRAISE. 

157.  L.  M.  6  1.         Watts. 

God  Revealed  in  His  Works. 

1  Great  God  !  the  heavens'  well  ordered  frame 
Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name, 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine : 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear, 
Of  boundless  skill  and  power  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 
Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read; 
With  silent  eloquence,  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 
And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  thy  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun  : 

Thy  light  and  truth  are  known  abroad ; 
We  see  thy  smile  in  Nature's  face, 
And  in  the  pages  of  thy  grace 
We  read  the  glories  of  our  God. 


158.         H.  M.  Tate  and  Bradt. 

Universal  Praise.     Ps.  148. 

1  Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 
Exalt  your  Maker's  fame; 
His  praise  your  song  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame ; 
Your  voices  raise,       And  seraphim, 
Ye  cherubim  To  sing  his  praise. 


PRAISE. 


2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 

To  him  your  homage  pay: 
His  praise  declare,     And  clouds  that  move 
Ye  heavens  above,     In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came  : 

And  all  shall  last,      His  firm  decree 
From  changes  free :  Stand,  ever  fast. 

4  United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  name  alone 
Deserves  our  endless  praise. 
Earth's  utmost  ends  His  glorious  sway 
His  power  obey :        The  sky  transcends. 


159.  S.  M.  Watts,  alt. 

"Lord,  what  is  man,  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him  ?"    Ps.  8. 

1  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  in  brightness  walk 
Across  the  kindling  skies : 


160.  PRAISE. 

3  When  I  behold  the  stars. 
Those  radiant  files  of  light, 

Lord  !  what  is  man,  and  all  his  power, 
To  thy  resistless  might? 

4  Lord,  what  is  feeble  man, 
That  thou  shonldst  love  him  so? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
How  wondrous  are  thy  ways  ! 

Thus  from  decaying  dust  to  form 
A  monument  of  praise. 

X60«  L.  M.  Andrew  Marvel. 

"  The  Heavens  declare  the  Glory  of  God."     Ps.  19. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 

Theii  Great  Original  proclaim. 

The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 

Does  his  Creators  power  display, 

And  publishes  to  every  land, 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale ; 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 


PRAISE.  101* 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball : 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found : 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine — 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

161.  CM.  H.K.White. 

"  The  Winds  and  the  Sea  obey  Him.''1 

1  The  Lord  our  God,  is  full  of  might ! 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ! 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine : 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  sounding  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend,  in  reverence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod ; 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God  ! 


162,    1651.  rROVJDENCE  OF  GOD. 

162.  C.   M.  Watts. 

"  The  Works  of  the  Lord  are  great."     Ps.  111. 

1  Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 

To  our  Almighty  God; 
Be  his  onr  heart,  and  his  our  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight! 
Good  men,  in  every  age,  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  Nature,  and  time,  and  earth,  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim : 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise. 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  1 

4  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill : 
And  he 's  the  wisest  of  our  race 
That  best  obeys  thy  will. 

163.      L.  M.      cowper. 

The  Providence  of  God. 

1  Almighty  King  !  whose  wondrous  hand 
Supports  the  weight  of  sea  and  land, 
Whose  grace  is  such  a  boundless  store, 
No  heart  shall -break  that  sighs  for  more ! 

2  Thy  providence  supplies  my  food, 
And  'tis  thy  blessing  makes  it  good  : 
My  soul  is  nourished  by  thy  word ; 
Let  soul  and  body  praise  the  Lord. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  164. 

3  My  streams  of  outward  comfort  came 
From  him  who  built  this  earthly  frame ; 
Whate'er  I  want  his  bounty  gives, 

By  whom  my  soul  forever  lives. 

4  Either  his  hand  preserves  from  pain, 
Or,  if  I  feel  it,  heals  again ; 

From  strife  and  sorrow  shields  my  breast, 
Or  overrules  them  for  the  best. 

104:.  CM.  Thompson. 

All-Embracing  Providence  of  God. 

1  Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see ; 
O  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn,  we  speed, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love,  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  Heaven  we  see ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive 
Ceaseless,  proceed  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend ! 


165,  166. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 


163*         L.   M.         Doddridge. 
"  He  maketh  his  Sun  to  rise  on  the  Evil  and  on  the  Good." 

1  Father  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceed 
The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 
Which,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread ; 
Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 

Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 
Affront  thy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 
And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall, 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  O  God !  enjoyed  in  all. 

166.         L.  M.         Watts. 

The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God.     Ps.  136. 

1  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  ! 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  167< 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown ; 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endnre, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high: 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more, 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt  and  darkness,  and  the  grave ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat ; 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

167.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Good  Providence  of  God.     Ps.  36. 

1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  ! 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 

Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 
10 


IG8.  PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large ; 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God !  how  excellent  thy  grace. 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs ! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 


168,         C.  P.  M.         Exeter  Coll. 
The  Good  Providence  of  God. 

1  Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 

Who  giv'st  us  health,  and  friends,  and  food, 

And  peace,  and  calm  content ! 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies, 
Let  songs  of  grateful  praises  rise, 
For  all  thy  blessings  lent. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  providence  attends  our  way, 

To  guard  us  and  to  guide ; 
Thy  grace  directs  our  wandering  will, 
And  warns  us,  lest  seducing  ill 

Allure  our  souls  aside. 


PRAISE    FOR    DIVINE     MERCIES.  169* 

3  Thy  smiles,  with  a  reviving  light, 
Cheer  the  long,  darksome  hours  of  night, 

And  gild  the  thickest  gloom; 
Thy  watchful  love,  around  our  bed, 
Doth  softly,  like  a  curtain,  spread, 

And  guard  the  peaceful  room. 

4  To  thee,  our  lives,  our  all,  we  owe, 
Our  peace,  and  sweetest  joys  below, 

And  brightest  hopes  above ; 
Then  let  our  lives  and  all  that  's  ours, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

169.  L.   M.  Watts. 

Praise  for  Divine  Mercies.    Ps.  57. 

1  My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown ; 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry ; 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God ! 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad. 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 


170.  PRAISE    FOR    DIVINE    MERCIES. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
Thy  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 


170.  C.  M.  Addison. 

Divine  Mercies  through  Life. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  sonl  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  Avhom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 


171,  172. 


171.  L.    M.  COLLETT. 

The  Wise  Allotments  of  God's  Providence. 

1  Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 

Thy  hand,  O  God  !  conducts  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
Would  man  pursue  the  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care  ! — to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be : 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God  !  on  thee. 

172.      L.  M.      hemans. 

11  What  is  Man,  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him?" 

1  Child  of  the  earth  !  O  lift  thy  glance 
To  yon  bright  firmament's  expanse ; 
The  glories  of  its  realm  explore, 
And  gaze,  and  wonder,  and  adore ! 

2  Count  o'er  those  lamps  of  quenchless  light, 
That  sparkle  through  the  shades  of  night  j 
Behold  them  ! — can  a  mortal  boast 

To  number  that  celestial  host  1 
10* 


173*  PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Mark  well  each  little  star,  whose  rays 
In  distant  splendour  meet  thy  gaze : 
Each  is  a  world,  by  Him  sustained, 
Who  from  eternity  hath  reigned. 

4  What  then  art  thou,  O  child  of  clay  ! 
Amid  creation's  grandeur,  say? 
E'en  as  an  insect  on  the  breeze, 
E'en  as  a  dew-drop  lost  in  seas ! 

5  Yet  fear  thou  not ! — the  sovereign  hand, 
Which  spread  the  ocean  and  the  land, 
And  hung  the  rolling  spheres  in  air, 
Hath,  e'en  for  thee,  a  father's  care. 

6  Be  thou  at  peace  !  the  all-seeing  eye, 
Pervading  earth,  and  air,  and  sky — 

The  searching  glance,  which  none  may  flee, 
Is  still,  in  mercy,  turned  on  thee. 

173.  L.   M.  Gibbons. 

Universal  Providence. 

1  The  earth,  and  all  the  heavenly  frame, 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim; 
He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power, 
And  sends  the  soft,  refreshing  shower. 

2  The  earth  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men ; 
To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  to  the  race  of  man  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown : 
The  tribes  of  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
Enjoy  thy  universal  care. 


PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD.  174?   V75* 

4  Not  even  a  sparrow  yields  his  breath 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death ; 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, — 
The  Father  and  the  Friend  of  all. 

174.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Divine  Protection.      Ps.  121. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
The  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives :  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  onr  feet,  he  guards  onr  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  honrs  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 

175.  H.   M.  Watts. 

11  He  shall  give  his  angels  charge  over  thee."     Ps.  121. 

1  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes; 
From  God  is  all  my  aid ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made : 
God  is  the  tower         His  grace  is  nigh 
To  which  I  fly :  In  every  hour. 


176*  OMNISCIENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes,       Shall  Israel  keep, 
Which  never  sleep,         When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 

Thou  art  my  sun,  To  guard  my  head 

And  thou  my  shade,       By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
I  '11  go  and  come,  Till  from  on  high 

Nor  fear  to  die,  Thou  call  me  home. 


IT 6.  L.   M.  Blacklock. 

"  Thou  hast  beset  me  behind  and  before." 

1  Father  of  all !  Omniscient  Mind  ! 
Thy  wisdom  who  can  comprehend? 

f    Its  highest  point  what  eye  can  find, 
Or  to  its  lowest  depth  descend  ? 

2  What  cavern  deep,  what  hill  sublime, 
Beyond  thy  reach  shall  I  pursue? 
What  dark  recess,  what  distant  clime, 
Shall  hide  me  from  thy  boundless  view  ? 


OMNIPRESENCE    OF    GOD.  177. 

3  Thee,  mighty  God,  my  wondering  soul, 
Thee  all  her  conscious  powers  adore ; 
Whose  being  circumscribes  the  whole, 
Whose  eyes  the  universe  explore. 

4  Thine  essence  fills  this  breathing  frame ; 
It  glows  in  every  vital  part ; 

Lights  up  my  soul  with  livelier  flame, 
And  feeds  with  life  my  beating  heart. 

5  To  thee,  from  whom  my  being  came, 
Whose  smile  is  all  the  heaven  I  know, — 
Inspired  with  this  exalted  theme, 

To  thee  my  grateful  strains  shall  glow. 


177.  L.     M.  BoWRING. 

God  is  everywhere. 

1  Father  and  Friend !  thy  light,  thy  love, 
Beaming  through  all  thy  works,  we  see ; 
Thy  glory  gilds  the  heavens  above, 
And  all  the  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2  Thy  voice  we  hear — thy  presence  feel, 
Whilst  thou,  too  pure  for  mortal  sight, 
Involved  in  clouds — invisible, 
Reignest  the  Lord  of  life  and  light. 

3  We  know  not  in  what  hallowed  part 
Of  the  wide  heavens  thy  throne  may  be ; 
But  this  we  know,  that  where  thou  art, 
Strength,  wisdom,  goodness  dwell  with  thee. 


178.  OMNIPRESENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  And  through  the  various  maze  of  time, 
And  through  th'  infinity  of  space, 

We  follow  thy  career  sublime, 

And  all  thy  wondrous  footsteps  trace. 

5  Thy  children  shall  not  faint  nor  fear, 
Sustained  by  this  delightful  thought, 
Since  thou,  their  God,  art  everywhere, 
They  cannot  be  where  thou  art  not. 

178.  C.  M.         H.K.White. 

Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  The  Lord,  our  God,  is  Lord  of  all ! 

His  station  who  can  find? 
I  hear  him  in  the  waterfall ! 
I  hear  him  in  the  wind ! 

2  If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  face  I  cannot  fly : 
I  see  him  in  the  morning  cloud 
And  in  the  midnight  sky. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns  in  every  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows, 
To  where,  across  the  burning  sand, 
The  blasting  meteor  glows. 

4  He  smiles,  we  live  :  he  frowns,  we  die ; 

We  hang  upon  his  word ; 
He  rears  his  red  right  arm  on  high, 
And  ruin  bares  his  sword. 

5  He  bids  his  gales  the  fields  deform, 

Then,  when  his  thunders  cease, 
Sits  like  an  angel  in  the  storm, 
And  smiles  the  winds  to  peace. 


GOD  OMNISCIENT  AND  OMNIPRESENT.     170,    180. 

179.  L.   M.  Watts. 

"  O  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  me  and  known  me."     Ps.  139. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through  ; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge  !  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

loU»  -Lrf.   Jjx.  D  1.  Montgomery. 

God  Omnipresent  and  Omniscient.     Ps.  139. 

1  Searcher  of  hearts  !  to  thee  are  known 
The  inmost  secrets  of  my  breast ; 
At  home,  abroad,  in  crowds,  alone, 
Thou  mark' st  my  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  thoughts  far  off,  through  every  maze, 
Source,  stream,  and  issue, — ail  my  ways. 


181.  OMNIPRESENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  How  from  thy  presence  should  I  go, 
Or  whither  from  thy  spirit  flee, 
Since  all  above,  around,  below, 
Exist  in  thine  immensity  1 

Such  knowledge  is  for  me  too  high; 
I  live  but  in  my  Maker's  eye. 

3  How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace, 
O  God  !  to  me;  how  great  the  sum  ! 
New  every  morn  they  never  cease, 
They  were,  they  are,  and  yet  shall  come, 
In  number,  and  in  compass,  more 
Than  ocean's  sand,  or  ocean's  shore. 

4  Search  me,  O  God  !  and  know  my  heart  ; 
Try  me,  my  secret  soul  survey, 

And  warn  thy  servant  to  depart 
From  every  false  and  evil  way ; 
So  shall  thy  truth  my  guidance  be 
To  life  and  immortality. 


181.  CM.  Watts. 

Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  light  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 


OMNIPRESENCE    OF    GOD.  183» 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  formed  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide '? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee; 
Oh  may  I  ne'er  offend  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee  ! 

182.  L.   M.  Tate  and  Brady. 

"  Whither  shall  I  go  from  thy  Presence?" 

1  Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 
My  rising  up  and  lying  down ; 

My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceived  by  me. 

2  Surrounded  by  thy  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 

O  skill,  for  human  reach  too  high ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

3  O  could  I  so  perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deserting  thee  ! 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  shun  l 

Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run '? 

4  If  I  the  morning's  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  western  main, 
Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thv  fugitive. 

11 


183.  OMNIPRESENCE    OF    GOD. 

5  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  sable  wings  of  night, 
One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

6  Search,  try,  O  God,  my  thoughts  and  heart, 
If  mischief  lurks  in  any  part ; 

Correct  me  where  I  go  astray, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

183«  L.  M..  Doddridge. 

God  our  Guide,  our  Refuge,  our  Hope, 

1  Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene, 
Hast  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been ; 
Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 

Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest, 
In  thee  our  fathers  still  are  blest ; 

And  while  the  tomb  confines  their  dust, 
In  thee  their  souls  abide,  and  trust. 

3  Lo,  we  are  risen,  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  fathers1  place. 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  trace 
In  this  uncertain  wilderness, 

When  friends  desert  and  foes  invade, 
Revive  our  heart,  and  guard  our  head. 

5  So  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
And  we  must  dwell  in  flesh  no  more, 
To  thee  our  separate  souls  shall  come, 
And  find  in  thee  a  surer  home. 


GOD    REVEALED    TO    MAN.      184^    185. 

184r»  L.    ]\I.  DoDDRID&E. 

God  shining  into  the  Heart. 

1  Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
With  uncreated  glories  bright ! 

His  presence  gilds  the  worlds  above, 
The  unchanging  Source  of  light  and  love. 

2  Our  rising  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  substantial  darkness  veiled ; 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  said; 
And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  spread. 

3  He  sees  the  mind,  when  lost  it  lies 
In  shades  of  ignorance  and  vice, 
And  darts  from  heaven  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

4  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigour  shine 
On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  let  thy  glories  stand  revealed, 
As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 

5  My  soul,  revived  by  heaven-born  day, 
Thy  radiant  image  shall  display, 
While  all  my  faculties  unite 

To  praise  the  Lord,  who  gives  me  light. 

185.         L.  M.         Kims. 

u  Canst  thou,  by  searching ,  find  out  God  J  " 

1  Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through : 
Our  labouring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 


186.  THE    FEAR    OF    GOD. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought. 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord !  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  man  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine. 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O  !  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

186.  L.  M.  Scott. 

"  The  Fear  of  God  is  the  Beginning  of  Wisdom." 

1  Great  Author  of  all  nature's  frame, 
Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name ; 
Against  thee  who  shall  lift  his  hand  ? 
Before  thy  terrors  who  can  stand  ? 

2  Bat  blest  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord  ! 
Who  fear  thy  name  and  keep  thy  word ; 
Thy  wisdom  guides,  thy  power  defends 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends. 

3  O  that  my  soul,  with  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence, 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
Watchful  against  each  darling  sin. 

4  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart ; 
But  act  with  unabating  power, 
Within  me,  to  my  latest  hour. 


THE    MYSTERIES    OF    GOD.      187.    188. 

Io7»  C  M.         Jervis. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  Great  God  !   thine  attributes  divine, 

Thy  glorious  works  and  ways, 
The  wonders  of  thy  power  and  might, 
The  universe  displays. 

2  In  safety  may  thy  children  rest 

On  thy  sustaining  arm ; 
Extended  still  and  strong  to  save 
From  danger  and  alarm. 

3  O  may  thy  gracious  presence,  Lord, 

Chase  anxious  fears  away ; 
Amidst  the  ruins  of  the  world, 
Our  guardian  and  our  stay  ! 

lOOl  (_/.    J\l.  Beddome. 

The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  wondrous  works 

Of  providence  and  grace, 
An  angel's  perfect  mind  exceed, 
And  all  our  pride  abase. 

2  Stupendous  heights  !  amazing  depths  ! 

Creatures  in  vain  explore : 
Or,  if  a  transient  glimpse  we  gain, 
'Tis  faint  and  quickly  o'er. 

3  Though  all  the  mysteries  lie  concealed 

Beyond  what,  we  can  see, 
Grant  us  the  knowledge  of  ourselves, 
The  knowledge,  Lord,  of  thee. 
11* 


1S9?  190.       THE  MYSTERIES  OF  PROVIDENCE. 
189.  L.    M.  BOWRING. 

Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years, 

Whose  course  is  wrapped  in  trackless  night ; 
Ere  thou  hadst  launched  the  heavenly  spheres, 
Or  waked  this  wandering  world  to  light. — 
What  were  thy  words, — thy  works, — and  how 
Didst  thou  thy  glorious  march  record? 
For  thou  wert  great  and  good  as  now, 
Of  love  the  Source,  of  light  the  Lord. 

2  And  in  the  unending  ages,  far 
Beyond  the  utmost  reach  of  mind, 
When  all  that  is.  and  all  that  are, 
Shall  leave  not  e'en  a  wreck  behind, — 
O,  what  shall  be  thy  bright  career, 
Lord  of  the  eternal,  changeless  will? 
Thou  wilt  be  there  supreme,  as  here, — 
All-wise,  all-good,  almighty  still  ! 

3  Yes  !  shrouded  in  the  mystery, 
The  past,  the  future's  dark  abyss, 
Bright  clouds  of  splendour  circle  thee ; 
And  light  thy  path  from  bliss  to  bliss. 
This  is  our  faith,  our  hope,  our  trust, 
Through  thought's  immeasurable  range  : 
Time  is  a  dream,  and  man  is  dust ; 

But  Thou — but  Thou  canst  never  change. 

190.  CM.  COWPER. 

The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform : 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


THE    MYSTERIES    OF    PROVIDENCE.  191* 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints!  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace: 
Behind  a  frowning  providence  ' 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

191.  L.  M.  Watts. 

"  Canst  thou  find  out  the  Almighty  ?" 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 
The  eternal,  uncreated  Mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  1 

'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 


192,  GOD    UNCHANGEABLE. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does? 

4  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon : 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

5  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways : 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

192.  L.  M.  Walker's  Coll. 

"  God,  with  whom  is  no  Variableness." 

1  All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 
Who  all  creation  dost  sustain ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign  ! 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 
Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being  !  Source  of  good  ! 
Immutable  thou  dost  remain  ! 

Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  powers  dissolve, 
If  such  the  great  Creator's  will; 

But  thou  forever  art  the  same, 
I  AM,  is  thy  memorial  still. 


GOD    UNCHANGEABLE.  193,    1SML 

193»  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Immutability  of  God.    Ps.  102. 

1  Great  Former  of  this  various  frame  ! 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name ; 

We  bow  with  reverence  when  we  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Beyond  an  angel's  vision  bright. 
Thou  dwell' st  in  self-existent  light, 
Which  shines  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  systems  pass  away. 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun ; 
And  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 

A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

4  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around, 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies ; — 

5  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

i 

194.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Eternity  and  Immutability  of  God. 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


195.  GOD    UNCHANGEABLE. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view, 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

195.  C.    M.  Tate  and  Brady. 

God  Unchangeable. 

1  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O,  ever  blessed  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  The  deep  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid ; 
And  all  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Formed  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 


THE    KING    ETERNAL.  190* 

4  But  thou,  0  God.  art  still  the  same, 

And  endless  are  thy  days; 
Thy  bright  perfections  ever  shine 
With  undiminished  rays. 

5  Thy  servants'  children,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  father's  God, 
To  latest  time  thy  favour  share, 
And  spread  thy  truth  abroad. 

196.  10s.    ML  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

"  They  shall  perish,  but  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  endure." 

1  Jehovah  reigns ;  let  every  nation  hear, 
And  at  his  footstool  bow  with  holy  fear ; 
Let  heaven's  high  arches  echo  with  his  name, 
And  the  wide-peopled  earth  his  praise  proclaim. 

2  Yet  this  fair  world,  the  creature  of  a  day, 
Though  built  by  God's  right  hand,  must  pass 

away; 
And  long  oblivion  creep  o'er  mortal  things, 
The  fate  of  empires  and  the  pride  of  kings. 

3  The  sun  himself,  with  gath'ring  clouds  op- 

press'd, 
Shall  in  his  silent,  dark  pavilion  rest; 
His  golden  urn  shall  break,  and  useless  lie, 
Amidst  the  common  ruins  of  the  sky. 

4  But  fixed,  O  God  !  forever  stands  thy  throne ; 
Jehovah  reigns,  a  universe  alone; 

The  eternal  fire  that  feeds  each  vital  flame, 
Collected  or  diffused,  is  still  the  same, 


CHRISTIAN  INSTRUCTION  AND  SPIRITUAL  INFLU- 
ENCES. 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

J.0T*  P.  JVl.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter. 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came. 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came,  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace  ! 

Our  weakness  pitying  see; 
O  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.  108. 

198.  C.    M.  Bp.HebER. 

Pentecost. 

1  Spirit  of  truth  !  on  this,  thy  day, 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 
Of  dark  mortality ! 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervour  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more ; 

Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 

In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

4  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

111  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou,  in  dark  temptation's  hour 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

5  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

6  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  power  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay, 
With  faith,  with  hope,  with  love ! 
12 


190,  200.  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

199.  L.    M.  DRYDEN,  ALT. 

Prayer  for  the  Gifts  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Oh,  Source  of  uncreated  light ! 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  raised  from  night  j 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy ; 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Cleanse  and  refine  our  earthly  parts, 
Illume  and  sanctify  our  hearts, 

Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Thrice  holy  Fount !  Thrice  holy  Fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  on  our  way. 

200*  L.   M.  Montgomery. 

Prayer  for  the  Influences  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God  ! 
In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  benighted  race- 


SPIRITUAL    INFLUENCES.  201* 

2  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light; 
Confusion,  order  in  thy  path : 

Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might, 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

3  O  Spirit  of  the  Lord  !  prepare 

All  the  round  earth  her  God  to  meet ; 
Breathe  thou  abroad  like  morning  air, 
Till  hearts  of  stone  begin  to  beat. 

4  Baptize  the  nations ;  far  and  nigh 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

201.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Coll. 

Spiritual  Influences  compared  to  Rain. 

1  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Watering  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

2  As  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

3  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

4  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind  ; 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 


202,  203.  THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

202.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit.  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

3  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

203.      L.  M.      beddome. 

Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 
Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 
The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 

The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 


SPIRITUAL   INFLUENCES.  204. 

While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad, 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

204:.  CM.  Cappe's  Selection. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light, 

Supremely  good  and  wise, 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Safely  conduct  us  by  thy  grace 

Through  life's  perplexing  road; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God ! 
12* 


RELIGIOUS    INSTRUCTION. 


THE   SCRIPTURES. 

205,  L.   M.  Watts. 

Nature  and  Scripture.     Ps.  19. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ! 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
Bat,  when  oar  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights,  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
Bat  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise ; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


RELIGIOUS    INSTRUCTION.  £06. 

206.  S.  M.         Watts. 

Nature  and  Scripture.     Ps.  19. 

L     Behold  !  the  lofty  sky 

Declares  its  Maker,  God : 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 

Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

I     The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same ; 

While  night  to  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3     In  every  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

I     Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice ! 

Here  he  reveals  his  word ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 

To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

>     His  statutes  and  commands 

Are  set  before  our  eyes ; 
He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 

Where  our  salvation  lies. 

)     While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


207,    208.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

207.      L.  M.       beddome. 

The  Gospel  of  Christ. 

1  God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known ; 
?Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

208.  L.   M.  Beddome. 

The  Light  and  Guidance  of  Scripture. 

1  When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 

To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God : 
'T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  309« 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powers ; 

It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts ; 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts ; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  O  may  it  be  our  cloud  by  day, 
Our  fire  amidst  the  evening  gloom ; 
And  light  and  lead  us  all  the  way 
In  which  we  travel  to  the  tomb ! 

209.      C.  M.      cowper. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun ! 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat: 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 


210*  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

210.  S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Glad  Tidings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 

Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  their  tidings  are ! 

"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight ! 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  211.  313. 

2J.1*  O.  JM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 

Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain : 
In  vain  we  plant  without  thy  aid, 
And  water  too  in  vain. 

2  May  no  vain  thoughts,  those  birds  of  prey, 

Defraud  us  of  our  gain  : 
Nor  anxious  cares,  those  baleful  thorns, 
Choke  up  the  precious  grain. 

3  Ne'er  may  our  hearts  he  like  the  rock, 

Where  but  the  blade  can  spring, 
Which,  scorched  with  heat,  becomes  by  noon 
A  dead,  a  useless  thing. 

4  Let  not  the  joys  thy  gospel  gives 

A  transient  rapture  prove ; 
Nor  may  the  world  by  smiles  and  frowns 
Our  faith  and  hope  remove. 

5  But  may  our  hearts,  like  fertile  soil, 

Receive  the  heavenly  word ; 
So  shall  our  fair  and  ripened  fruits 
Their  hundred  fold  afford. 

21 2*  C  JM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast 
Like  seed  into  the  ground ; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 


213.  THE    GOSrEL. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy ; 
But  let  it  yield,  a  hundred  fold, 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

4  Nor  let  thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  raise  us  to  thy  throne, 
Return  to  thee,  and  sadly  tell 
That  we  reject  thy  Son. 

5  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
That  all  whose  souls  the  truth  receive. 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 

213.  S.   M.  Watts. 

The  Light  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Behold  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ! 

His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light : 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 

Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 


THE    GOSPEL.  214. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

21 4r*  H.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Efficacy  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  shower, 
And  the  reviving  rain  ! 

To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 

It  turns  not  back  again ; 
But  waters  earth  And  calls  forth  all 

Through  every  pore,      Her  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green, 
The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  providence  divine : 

The  harvest  bows  The  copious  seed 

Its  golden  ears,  Of  future  years. 

3  "So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend. 
Millions  of  souls  And  bear  it  down 

Shall  feel  its  power,        To  millions  more." 
13 


915,  216.  THE    GOSPEL. 

215.  S.  M.         Watts. 

The  Gospel  Invitation. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 
To  an  immortal  tune, 

Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  chief  beloved  chose, 

And  bade  him  raise  our  sinful  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

4  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

216o  S.  M.         Episcopal  Coll. 

Gospel  Invitations. 

1     The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ;" 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  come  ! " 


I     Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  come  ! 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 

To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come  ! 


THE    GOSPEL.  217. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 
O  let  him  freely  come, 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 
Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  :" 

Lord,  even  so  !  I  wait  thine  hour ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come ! 

217.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind, — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


218,219. 


THE    GOSPEL. 


218.  C.   M.  Watts. 

The  Light  and  Glory  of  the  Gospel. 

The  heavens,  O  Lord,  thy  rule  obey, 
And  earth  maintains  her  place ; 

And  these,  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 

But  still  thy  holy  gospel,  Lord, 

Hath  lessons  more  divine ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 

Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 

The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 

And  our  eternal  rest. 


219.  P.  M.         Mrs.  Hemans. 

The  Voices  of  the  Sky. 

Oh  !  Lovely  voices  of  the  sky, 

That  hymned  the  Saviour's  birth  ! 
Are  ye  not  singing  still  on  high, 
Ye  that  sung  peace  on  earth? 
To  us  yet  speak  the  strains 

Wherewith,  in  days  gone  by, 
Ye  blessed  the  Syrian  swains, 
Oh  !  voices  of  the  sky. 


THE    GOSPEL.  220. 

2  Oh  !  clear  and  shining  light,  whose  beams 

That  hour  Heaven's  glory  shed, 
Around  the  palms,  and  o'er  the  streams, 
And  on  the  shepherd's  head : 
Be  near,  through  life  and  death, 

As  in  that  holiest  night 
Of  hope,  and  joy,  and  faith, — 
Oh  !   clear  and  shining  light ! 

3  Oh !  Star,  which  led  to  him  whose  love 

Brought  down  man's  ransom  free, 
Where  art  thou  1 — midst  the  host  above, 
May  we  still  gaze  on  thee? 
In  heaven  thou  art  not  set, 

Thy  rays  earth  may  not  dim, 
Send  them  to  guide  us  yet, 
Oh  !  star  which  led  to  him. 

220.  S.  M.         Watts. 

The  Law  and  the  Gospel. 

1  The  law  by  Moses  came ; 

But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Within  the  house  of  God 

Their  different  works  were  done ; 
Moses,  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 

The  sovereign  and  the  head. 
13* 


221.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

4  My  soul,  forever  praise. 
Forever  love  his  name, 

Who  turns  thee  from  the  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin  and  shame. 

5  He  leads  his  heavenly  flock 
Where  living  fountains  rise, 

And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  from  all  eyes. 

221.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Word  our  Refuge  and  Peace.     Ps.  46. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, — 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow, 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  : 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 


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5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 
That  all  our  raging  fear  controls : 
Sweet  peace,  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  222* 

222.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Instruction  to  the  Young  from  Scripture.     Ps.  119. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  : 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  maintains  her  place ; 
And  these  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 

5  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

6  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


223,  224.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 


223*         C.  M.         Tate  and  Brady. 
[i  Thou  shalt  teach  them  to  thy  Children."     Ps.  78. 

1  Hear,  O  my  people ;  to  my  law 

Devout  attention  lend ; 
Let  the  instruction  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  inspiration  taught, 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  understood, 
And  owned  for  truths  of  old  : 

3  Which  we  from  sacred  registers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
To  us  has  handed  down ; 

4  That  generations  yet  to  come, 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religiously  transmit  the  same, 
And  they  again  to  theirs ; 

5  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands ; 
That  they  should  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  just  commands. 

224.  C     M.         Rippon's  Coll. 

The  Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  lead  our  souls  to  heaven. 


THE    GOSPEL.  Q25, 

2  O'er  all  the  straight  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast ; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

4  This  lamp  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-ending  day. 

225.  L.  M.  Watts. 

"  God  hath  spoken  unto  us  by  his  Son." 

1  God,  who  in  various  methods  told 
His  mind  and  will  to  those  of  old, 
Hath  sent  his  Son,  with  truth  and  grace. 
To  teach  us  in  these  latter  days. 

2  The  world  shall  read  the  sacred  page, 
That  stands  the  same  through  every  age ; 
There  God  reveals  his  gracious  plan 

Of  life  to  undeserving  man. 

•3  His  kindest  thoughts  are  there  expressed, 
To  make  his  children  wise  and  blessed ; 
The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
For  counsel  and  for  comfort  too. 

4  The  lands  which  long  in  darkness  lay, 
Have  now  beheld  the  heavenly  ray ; 
Nations  which  slept  in  death's  cold  night, 
Rejoice  in  beams  divinely  bright. 


226,  227.  THE    GOSPEL. 

226.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Glory  in  the  Gospel. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna,  to  the  Eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

3  But  in  the  gospel  of  thy  Son 

Are  all  thy  mightiest  works  outdone ; 
The  light  it  pours  upon  our  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

4  Our  spirits  kindle  in  its  beam ; 
It  is  a  sweet,  a  glorious  theme ; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

227.      C.  M.      cowper. 

"  The  entrance  of  thy  Word  giveth  Light." 

1  How  blest  thy  creature  is,  O  God, 

When,  with  a  single  eye, 
He  views  the  lustre  of  thy  word, 
The  day-sprmg  from  on  high  ! 

2  Through  all  the  storms  that  veil  the  skies, 

And  frown  on  earthly  things, 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness  doth  rise, 
With  healing  on  his  wings. 


THE    GOSPEL.  928# 

3  Struck  by  that  light,  the  human  heart, 

A  barren  soil  no  more, 
Sends  the  sweet  smell  of  grace  abroad, 
Where  serpents  lurked  before. 

4  The  soul,  a  dreary  province  once 

Of  Satan's  dark  domain, 
Feels  a  new  empire  formed  within, 
And  owns  a  heavenly  reign. 

5  The  glorious  orb,  whose  golden  beams 

The  fruitful  year  control, 
Since  first  obedient  to  thy  word, 
He  started  from  the  goal, — 

6  Has  cheered  the  nations  with  the  joys 

His  orient  rays  impart : 
But,  Jesus,  'tis  thy  light  alone 
Can  shine  upon  the  heart. 

228.      L.  M.      bowbikg. 

Progress  of  Gospel  Truth. 

1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 
And  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 
From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar, 
And  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 

3  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought, 
Pours  inexhaustible  supplies, 

Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 


229,  230.  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

4  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world. 

5  Flow  to  restore — but  not  destroy ; 
As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day, 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 


229.         C.  M.         Watts. 
Revelation.     Ps.  119. 

1  Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go  ! 

4  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  231. 

230.  C.  M.         Watts. 
The  Excellency  of  Scripture.     Ps.  119. 

1  LorDj  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest : 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest.  % 

231.  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
The  Excellency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 
14 


232,  233.  THE    PREACHING   OF   THE   GOSPEL. 

3  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever-dear  delight; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord ! 

Be  thou  forever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


232.  C.  M.         Watts. 

The  Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name, 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope. 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  onr  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 


THE    PREACHING    OF   THE    GOSPEL.  234L 

233.  S.  M.  Dyer's  Coll. 

The  Preaching  of  the  Gospel. 

1  God  of  the  prophet's  power ! 
God  of  the  gospel's  sound  ! 

Ride  glorious  on — send  out  thy  voice 
To  all  the  nations  round. 

2  With  heart  and  lips  unfeigned, 
We  bless  thee  for  thy  word ; 

We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  ascended  Lord. 

3  O  may  we  treasure  well 
The  counsels  that  we  hear, 

Till  righteousness  and  solemn  joy 
In  all  our  hearts  appear. 

4  Water  the  sacred  seed, 
And  give  it  large  increase ; 

May  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns, 
Prevent  the  fruits  of  peace. 

5  And  though  we  sow  in  tears, 
Our  souls  at  last  shall  come, 

And  gather  in  our  sheaves  with  joy, 
At  heaven's  great  harvest-home. 

234:*         7s.  M.      61.         Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

1  On  thy  church,  O  Power  Divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine ; 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 
Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star; 
Till  her  sons  from  zone  to  zone 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 


23-1.  THE    PREACHING    OF   THE   GOSPEL. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 


JESUS    CHRIST. 

23 *>•  C   JVI.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Isaiah's  Prophecy  of  the  Messiah.     Is.  53. 

1  The  Saviour  comes  !  no  outward  pomp 

Bespeaks  his  presence  nigh ; 
No  earthly  beauty  shines  in  him, 
To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 

2  Fair  as  a  beauteous,  tender  flower 

Amidst  the  desert  grows, 
So,  slighted  and  despised  by  man, 
The  heavenly  Saviour  rose. 

3  Rejected  and  despised  of  man, 

Behold  a  man  of  woe  ! 
Grief  was  his  close  companion  still, 
Through  all  his  life  below. 

4  Wronged  and  oppressed,  how  meekly  he 

In  patient  silence  stood  ! 
Mute  as  the  peaceful,  harmless  lamb, 
When  brought  to  shed  its  blood. 

5  'Midst  sinners  low  in  dust  he  lay ; 

The  rich  a  grave  supplied ; 
Unspotted  was  his  blameless  life ; 
Unstained  by  sin  he  died. 

6  He  with  the  great  shall  share  the  spoil, 

And  baffle  all  his  foes ; 
Though,  ranked  with  sinners,  here  he  fell, 
A  conqueror  he  rose. 
14* 


236,  237.  jesus  christ. 

230*  C  JM.  Chkistian  Psalmist. 

The  Saviour  Foretold. 

1  Behold  my  servant ;  see  him  rise 

Exalted  in  my  might ! 
Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

2  On  him,  in  rich  effusion  poured, 

My  spirit  shall  descend  ; 
My  truths  and  judgment  he  shall  show 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Gentle  and  still  shall  be  his  voice ; 

No  threats  from  him  proceed ; 
The  smoking  flax  shall  he  not  quench, 
Nor  break  the  bruised  reed. 

4  The  feeble  spark  to  flames  he'll  raise; 

The  weak  will  not  despise ; 
Judgment  he  shall  bring  forth  to  truth, 
And  make  the  fallen  rise. 

5  The  progress  of  his  zeal  and  power 

Shall  never  know  decline, 
Till  foreign  lands  and  distant  isles 
Receive  the  law  divine. 


237.      8  &  7s.  M.      cawood. 

The  So?ig  of  the  Angels. 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 

Lo  !  the  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  238. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chaunt  in  hymns  of  joy: 
11  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high. 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good- will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven ; — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  Great  Anointed, 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ! 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ! 

5  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him; 

Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  Him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

6  "  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth  ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth." 


238.         6  &  10s.  M.  Milton,  Alt'd. 

The  Birth  of  Christ. 

No  war  nor  battle's  sound 

Was  heard  the  world  around, 
No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran ; 

But  peaceful  was  the  night, 

In  which  the  Prince  of  light 
His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 


239.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  The  shepherds  on  the  lawn. 
Before  the  break  of  dawn, 

Sat  silent,  gazing  on  the  starry  sky ; 
When,  lo  !  a  blaze  of  light 
Burst  on  their  wondering  sight, 

With  fiery  radiance,  kindling  all  on  high. 

3  And  music,  sweet  and  clear, 
Flowed  on  the  listening  ear, 

Such  as  of  old,  the  sons  of  morning  sung: 

The  gentle  cherubim 

And  shining  seraphim 
Welcomed  their  Prince  with  rapture  on  their 
tongue. 

4  Oh,  may  the  silver  chime 
Sound  through  all  coming  time ; 

And  let  the  bass  of  heaven's  deep  organ  blow, 

To  bless  the  holy  child, 

Who  came  in  winter  wild, 
To  dwell  with  man  in  this  cold  world  below. 

5  And  in  the  awful  day 
When  all  shall  pass  away, 

His  light  shall  start  us  from  our  wintry  sleep : 

The  earth  shall  stand  aghast, 

And  tremble  at  the  blast, 
When  ,the  last  trump  shall  thunder  through 
the  deep.   ■ 

239.  C.  M.  Patrick. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 
And  glory  shone  around. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  240* 

"  Fear  not,"  said  he, — for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, — 

"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

"To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

"  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 

Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 

Address  their  joyful  song : 

"  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ! 
Good  will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 

Begin  and  never  cease  ! " 

240*         L.  M.  Campbell. 

The  Nativity. 

When  Jordan  hush'd  his  waters  still, 

And  silence  slept  on  Zion's  hill; 

When   Bethlehem's   shepherds   through   the 

night 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light : 

Hark  !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound, 
In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 
Wild  murm'ring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 


241  •  JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  "  O  Zion  !  lift  thy  raptur'd  eye, 
The  long  expected  hour  is  nigh ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again, 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

4  "See,  Mercy  from  her  golden  urn, 
Pours  a  rich  stream  to  them  that  mourn ; 
Behold  she  binds,  with  tender  care, 
The  bleeding  bosom  of  despair. 

5  "  He  comes,  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart, 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart ; 

Again  the  day-star  gilds  the  gloom, 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom." 

241,         C.  M.         E.  H.  Sears. 
The  Nativity. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains ! 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  242. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  ! "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth — good  will  to  men — 
From  heaven's  Eternal  King ! " 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

242«         O.    IVI.         Christian  Psalmist. 
"  A  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles." 

1  The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined, 

Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 

2  To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 

The  gathering  nations  come, 

Joyous,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 

The  harvest  treasures  home. 

3  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

4  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Whose  rule  shall  stretch  abroad, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

5  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


243,  244.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

24:3 •  C  M..         Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Guiding  Star. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild  benignant  ray, 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light, 

Now  points  to  his  abode ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 

The  gracious  call  obey ; 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

244.  CM.         Watts. 

Message  of  John  the  Baptist 

1  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face ; 
The  herald  which  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

2  ■'  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away; 
I  saw  the  spirit  o'er  his  head 
On  his  baptizing  day. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  245. 

3  "  Be  every  vale  exalted  high, 

Sink  every  mountain  low ; 
The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 
Shall  his  salvation  know.    • 

4  "  The  heathen  realms  with  Israel's  land 

Shall  join  in  sweet  accord ; 
And  all  that 's  born  of  men  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

5  "  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

24:5.  US.     M.  DRUMMOND. 

"  Prepare  ye  the  Way  of  the  Lord." 

A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful  and  shrill ; 
The  Lord  is  advancing !  prepare  ye  the  way  ! 
The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 
And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendour 
of  day. 

Bring  down   the    proud    mountain,    though 

towering  to  heaven, 
And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high ; 
The  rough  path  and  crooked  be  made  smooth 

and  even, 
For,  Zion  !  your  King,  your  Redeemer  is  nigh. 

The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume ; 
The  lone  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  Lord ; 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive  of  peace  spreads  its  branches 
abroad. 
15 


24G,  347.  JESUS   CHRIST. 

246.  C.  M.         Exeter  Coll. 

The  Baptism  of  Jesus. 

1  See,  from  on  high,  a  light  divine 

On  Jesus'  head  descend  ! 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 

2  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son," 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine ; 
"  Hear  him,"  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
u  For  all  his  words  are  mine." 

3  His  mission  thus  confirmed  from  heaven, 

The  great  Messiah  came, 
And  heavenly  wisdom  showed  to  man 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 

4  The  path  of  heavenly  peace  he  showed, 

That  leads  to  bliss  on  high ; 
Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here 
Shall  live,  no  more  to  die. 

24rT.  CM.  Doddridge. 

■ 

The  Mission  of  Christ. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes  ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 


JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice, 

To  clear  the  mental  ray ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And  with  the  treasure  of  his  grace 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace ! 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

248.  L.  M.         Watts. 

The  Miracles  of  Christ. 

1  Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live ! 

The  dumb  speak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 

2  Thus  doth  the  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood ; 
He  rises  !  and  appears  with  God : 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 


249,  250.  jesus  christ. 

249.         L.   M.         Russell. 
"  That  ye  through  his  poverty  might  be  rich." 

1  O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 
The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 
Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air 
And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest ; 

The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still,  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 
Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind ; 

And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head 
Flows  the  chill  night  damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 
Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed? 
Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest ; 
He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 
To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 

250.         C.  M.         Mrs.  Ellis. 
"He  began  to  wash  his  disciples'1  feet." 

1  "  Lord,  thou  shalt  never  wash  my  feet ! " 
The  impetuous  Peter  cried ; 
More  touched  with  self-abasement  meet 
Than  with  presumptuous  pride. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  251* 

2  But  still  the  Saviour  bent  his  head, 

A  servant  there  to  be ; 
"If  I  wash  not  thy  feet,"  he  said, 
"  Thou  hast  no  part  with  me." 

3  Oh,  blest  example  !  noblest  form 

Humility  could  wear ! 
What  art  thou  man  l  a  weed  !  a  worm ! 
Such  fellowship  to  share  ? 

4  Yet  Avhile  the  radiance  of  that  love 

Shines  on  thine  earthly  lot, 
Turn  to  thy  brother  man,  and  prove 
That  lesson  not  forgot. 

5  Turn,  as  your  steps  together  tread 

Through  life's  long  wilderness, 
And,  like  the  Saviour,  bow  thy  head, 
To  succour,  and  to  bless. 


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251.      L.  M.      bache. 

"Greater  Love  hath  no  man  than  this.''1 

1  "  See  how  he  loved  ! "  exclaimed  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell ; 

My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues, 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  loved,  who  travelled  on, 
Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who  firm  yet  mild, 
Patient,  endured  the  scoffing  tongue ; 
Though  oft  provoked,  he  ne'er  reviled, 
Or  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

15* 


252.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 
From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death ; 
Who  all  the  cnp  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

5  Such  love  can  we  unmoved  survey  ? 
O  may  our  breasts  with  ardour  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affections  show ! 


252.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Saviour's  Benediction. 

1  Behold,  where,  breathing  love  divine, 

Our  dying  Master  stands ; 
His  weeping  followers  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2  From  that  mild  teacher's  parting  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave. 
Became  its  author  well. 

3  "  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain. 

4  "Whose    breast    expands    with    generous 

warmth, 
A  stranger's  woes  to  feel; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound, 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  253. 

5  "  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  Lord, 

My  peace  to  him  I  give ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

6  " To  him  protection  shall  be  shown; 

And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love." 

253.  C.  M.  Enfield. 

The  Example  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach,  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ! " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern,  and  our  guide  ! 

His  image  may  we  bear ! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 


25  1,  255.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

254.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Example  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears. 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Amongst  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

*255»  L.  jVX.  Anonymous. 

11 1  am  the  Way,  and  the  Truth,  and  the  Life." 

1  Thou  art  the  Way ;  and  he  who  sighs, 
Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe, 
To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 
A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow : 
By  thee  must  come,  thou  Gate  of  love, 
Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod, 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove, 
An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  256* 

Thou  art  the  Truth,  whose  steady  day 

Shines  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom : 

The  pure,  the  everlasting  Ray, 

The  Lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb  : 

The  Light  that  out  of  darkness  springs, 

And  guideth  those  that  blindly  go  : 

The  Word  whose  precious  radiance  flings 

Its  lustre  upon  all  below. 

Thou  art  the  Life,  the  blessed  Well, 
With  living  waters  gushing  o'er, 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 
Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more : 
Thou  art  the  guiding  Pillar  given, 
Our  Lamp  by  night,  our  Light  by  day ; 
Thou  art  the  Sacred  Bread  from  heaven ; 
Thou  art  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 

256*  C.  M.         Episcopal  Coll. 

"I  am  the  Way,  and  the  Truth,  and  the  Life." 

1  Thou  art  the  Way ;  by  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee : 
And  they  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  Him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth ;  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life ;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm, 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 


5$3>7)  258,  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life; 
Grant  us  that  Way  to  know, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

257.      C.  M.      beddome. 

Following  Christ. 

1  In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 

My  Lord  I  feign  would  trace, 

As  he  hath  done,  so  would  I  do, 

Sustained  by  heavenly  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  his  delight 

To  do  his  Father's  will ; 
May  the  same  zeal  my  soul  excite 
His  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Meekness,  humility  and  love 

Through  all  his  conduct  shine ; 
O,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

258.  L.   M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Example  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be ; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife. 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 


JESUS    CHRIST.  259. 

3  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  his  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright ! 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came. 
The  labour  of  his  life  was  love ; 

If  then  we  own  the  Saviour's  name. 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

259.  L.   M.  Watts. 

The  Reign  of  Christ  on  Earth. 

1  Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey ; 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
And  all  submit  to  his  commands ; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

3  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down ; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 


260,  261.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

260.      S.  M.      needham. 

"lam  the  Light  of  the  World." 

1  Behold,  the  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 
This  King  of  Righteousness : 

Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed, 

On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights. 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  thou  Light  of  men  ! 
Thy  doctrine  life  imparts : 

0  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power, 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts ! 

5  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 
Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  : 

The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

261*  L.  M.         Doddridge. 

Christ  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  To  thee,  O  God !  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays,  and  speaks  thy  name.    . 


JESUS    CHRIST.  262. 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine, 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine ; 
Quickened  by  him  our  souls  shall  live, 
And  cheered  by  him,  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  O  may  his  glories  stand  confessed, 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west; 
Successful  may  his  gospel  run, 

Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5  When  shall  that  radiant  scene  arise, 
When,  fixed  on  high,  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 

On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day  ? 

262.  C.   M.  Watts. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing ! 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
As  far  as  sin  is  found. 
16 


263.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


263.         L.  M.         6  1.         Barton. 
The  Pool  of  Bethesda. 

Around  Bethesda' s  healing  wave, 
Waiting  to  hear  the  rustling  wing, 
Which  spoke  the  angel  nigh,  who  gave 
Its  virtue  to  that  holy  spring, 
With  patience,  and  with  hope  endued 
Were  seen  the  gathered  multitude. 

Had  they  who  watched  and  waited  there 
Been  conscious  who  was  passing  by, 
With  what  unceasing,  anxious  care 
Would  they  have  sought  his  pitying  eye ; 
And  craved,  with  fervency  of  soul, 
His  Power  Divine  to  make  them  whole ! 

Bethesda' s  pool  has  lost  its  power  ! 
No  angel,  by  his  glad  descent. 
Dispenses  that  diviner  dower 
Which  with  its  healing  waters  went. 
But  he,  whose  word  surpassed  its  wave, 
Is  still  omnipotent  to  save. 

Saviour !  thy  love  is  still  the  same 
As  when  that  healing  word  was  spoke ; 
Still  in  thine  all-redeeming  name 
Dwells  power  to  burst  the  strongest  yoke ; 
Oh  !  be  that  power,  that  love  displayed, 
Help  those — whom  thou  alone  canst  aid  ! 


jesus  christ.  264,  265. 


264.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Kingdom  given  to  Christ. 

1  Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 

And  made  his  mercy  known : 
"  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
On  my  beloved  Son. 

2  "  Behold  the  man  my  wisdom  chose 

Among  your  mortal  race ; 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'ernows, 
The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  "  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  King; 
My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

4  "  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

With  mercy  by  his  side, 
While  in  my  name,  through  earth  and  sea, 
He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  "  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

He  shall  forever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I  '11  support  my  Son." 

t£o«3»  O.   JVL.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Christ's  Invitation. 

1  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  mourn, 
With  guilt  and  fears  opprest, 
Resign  to  me  the  willing  heart, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 


S266.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  Take  up  my  yoke,  and  learn  of  me 

A  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
And  thus  your  weary,  troubled  souls 
Repose  and  peace  shall  find. 

3  For  light  and  gentle  is  my  yoke. 

The  burthen  I  impose 
Shall  ease  the  heart  which  groaned  before 
Beneath  a  load  of  woes. 

266.  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Invitations  of  the  Saviour. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice : 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn. 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste. 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 
Ye,  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise : 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care ; 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear? 

5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound; 
Peace,  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  2GT?  2^8. 

267.  L.    M.  Bo  WRING. 

Jesus  Preaching  the  Gospel. 

1  How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gather'd  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  fill'd  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came — of  heaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
"  Come,  all  ye  weary  ones  and  rest ! " 
Yes  !  sacred  teacher, — we  will  come — 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest ! 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ! 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

268.  L.   M.  Watts. 

"  Take  my  Yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  Me.11 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls ; 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 

I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me ; 
I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 
16* 


269.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  hear  it  with  delight : 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck. 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus  !   we  come  at  thy  command  : 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand. 

To  form  and  guide  them  at  thy  will. 

269.       L.  31.       Whmam. 

Christ's  Entrance  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ripe  on.  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 

Hark  !  all  the  tribes  "  Hosanna"  cry  ! 
Thine  humble  beast  pursues  his  road. 
With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strewed. 

2  Ride  on.  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ! 

O  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin. 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on.  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on.  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ! 
The  Father,  on  his  glorious  throne. 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son. 

5  Ride  on.  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  Lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die: 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain. 
Then  take.  0  Christ,  thy  power,  and  reign. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  270,  271* 


27  0»  L.   JVL.  Christian  Psalmist. 

"  Behold  the  Man." 

1  Behold  the  man  !  how  glorious  he ! 
Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed, 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  to  be  the  Son  of  God. 

2  Behold  the  man  !  by  all  condemned, 
Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes ; 

His  person  and  his  claims  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  so  weak  he  seems 
His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear ; 

But  soon  must  he  who  now  blasphemes 
Before  his  judgment-seat  appear. 

4  Behold  the  man  !  though  scorned  below, 
He  bears  the  greatest  name  above ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 

And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

271.  L.    M.  D-IDRIDGE. 

CliTist's  Agony  in  the  Garden. 

1  "  Father  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 

2  "  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne, 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 
And  say,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done.', 


272.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone 
Would  say, — thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done. 

4  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 


272.         7s.   M.         6  1.  Montgomery. 

Jesus  our  Example  in  Trial. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power, 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 
Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour; 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 
View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned, 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 
O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 
There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 

Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 
God's  own  sacrifice  complete; 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  273. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom : 
— Who  has  taken  him  away? 
Christ  is  risen ;  he  meets  our  eyes ; 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

273.  P.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  My  Soul  is  exceeding  Sorrowful." 
He  knelt — the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony  ! 
Messiah  cried  with  suppliant  breath 
Bowed  down  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

He  knew  them  all — the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread, 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life, 

All  darkened  round  his  head ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray, — 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away  ! 

It  passed  not — though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread ; 
It  passed  not — though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead. 
But  there  was  sent  him  from  on  high 
A  gift  of  strength  for  man  to  die. 

And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay? 
How  may  we  meet  oar  conflict  yet, 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way? 
How  but  through  him,  that  path  who  trod, 
The  man  of  grief, — the  Son  of  God  ! 


274,    275.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

274.      L.  M.      looan. 

"  Touched  with  the  Feeling  of  our  Infirmities." 

1  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  guardian  of  mankind  appears. 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  Our  fellow-suff 'rer  yet  retains 
A  fellow-feeling  of  our  pains, 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  his  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  had  a  part ; 
He  sympathizes  with  our  grief, 
And  to  the  suff'rer  sends  relief. 

5  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known, 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heav'nly  power 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 

27  5«         L.  M.         Montgomery. 
Christ's  Passion. 

1  The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place. 
Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 
Through  brightening  glooms  behold  his  face, 
No  form  or  comeliness  is  there. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  276< 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  he  called  his  own. 
Betrayed,  forsaken,  or  denied, 

He  met  his  enemies  alone, 

In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

3  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found, 
He  neither  threatens  nor  complains ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb  'midst  his  murderers  he  remains. 

4  But  hark !  he  prays ; — 't  is  for  his  foes; 
He  speaks; — 'tis  comfort  to  his  friends; 
Answers ; — and  Paradise  bestows ; 

"  'T  is  finished  ! " — here  the  conflict  ends. 

5  He  dies ;  the  veil  is  rent  in  twain ; 
Darkness  o'er  all  the  land  is  spread ; 
High,  without  tempest,  rolls  the  main, 
Earth  trembles,  graves  give  up  their  dead. 

6  "  Truly,  this  was  the  Son  of  God  ! " 

— Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod, 
Not  for  himself, — for  man  he  dies. 

276.      7s.  M.      milman. 

"  They  shall  look  on  Him  whom  they  pierced." 

1  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Paint  and  bleeding,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  cheek  so  pale  and  wan, 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 
By  the  side  so  deeply  pierced, 
By  the  baffled,  burning  thirst, 
By  the  drooping,  death-dewed  brow, 
Son  of  man!  'tis  thou!  'tis  thou! 


fi77,  JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  he? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry, 
The  life  breathed  out  in  agony : 
By  the  lifeless  body  laid 

In  the  chamber  of  the  dead : 
Crucified  !  we  know  thee  now ; 
Son  of  man  !  't  is  thou !  't  is  thou  ! 

3  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  he  ? 

By  the  prayer  for  them  that  slew, 

"  Lord  !  they  know  not  what  they  do j" 

By  the  sealed  and  guarded  cave, 

By  the  spoiled  and  empty  grave, 

By  that  clear,  immortal  brow, 

Son  of  God  !  't  is  thou  !  'tis  thou  ! 


277,  L.    M.  Watts. 

Christ  Triumphant  in  Death. 

1  He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Israel's  daughters  weep  around; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree; 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men : 
But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 

3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb ; 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  278. 

Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  Death,  in  chains. 

Say,  "  Live  forever,  wondrous  King! 
Born  to  redeem  and  strong  to  save ;" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "Where's  thy  sting?" 
And  "Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave?" 


£t&»  O.  JM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Crucifixion  of  Christ. 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross, 

A  spectacle  of  woe  ! 
See  from  his  agonizing  wounds 

The  blood  incessant  flow ; 

Till  death's  pale  ensigns  o'er  his  cheek 
And  trembling  lips  were  spread : 

Till  light  forsook  his  closing  eyes, 
And  life  his  drooping  head. 

"'Tis  finished,"  was  his  latest  voice; 

These  sacred  accents  o'er, 
He  bowed  his  head,  gave  up  the  ghost, 

And  suffered  pain  no  more. 

'Tis  finished — the  Messiah  dies 

For  sins,  but  not  his  own ; 
The  great  redemption  is  complete. 

And  death  is  overthrown. 

'Tis  finished — ritual  worship  ends, 

And  Gospel  ages  run  ; 
All  old  things  now  are  past  away, 

A  new  world  is  begun. 
17 


979?  280.  jesus  christ. 

279.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

"  If  I  be  lifted  up  from  the  Earth,  I  will  draw  all  men 
unto  me." 

1  Behold  the  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 

Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony  ! 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 
Were  all  these  sorrows  borne? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died ; 

'T  was  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore, 
In  sympathy  of  love ; 

I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  In  thee  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 

But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flight, 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 

280.  7s.  M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

Tlie  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Now  ascends  his  native  heaven. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  381. 

2  There  the  splendid  triumph  waits ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  ascending  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

4  Ever  upwards  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing  for  a  heavenly  home. 

5  There  with  thee  may  we  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endless  reign ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Finding  all  our  heaven  in  thee ! 

281.  CM.  Doddridge. 

"He  is  not  here,  He  is  risen." 

1  Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord,    .. 

Chase  all  your  fears  away ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought, 

Such  wonders  love  can  do ; 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
W~hich  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  Then  raise  your  eyes  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ! 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqueror  could  detain. 


38£.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

5  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
Through  all  his  shining  way. 

282.         7s.  M.         Scott. 
The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Angel  !  roll  the  stone  away  ! 
Death  !  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  Shout,  ye  saints,  in  rapturous  song; 
Let  the  notes  be  sweet  and  strong ; 
Hail  the  Son  of  God,  this  morn, 
From  his  sepulchre  new-born  ! 

3  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears ; 
Calm  those  unbelieving  fears ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save  ; 
See  his  own  deserted  grave  ! 

4  Powers  of  heaven,  celestial  choirs  ! 
Sing  and  sweep  your  sounding  lyres ; 
Sons  of  men,  in  joyful  strain 

Hail  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

5  Every  note  with  rapture  swell, 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell; 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Where  thy  terrors,  vanquished  king  ? 


JESUS    CHRIST.  383. 

t283«  H.  jVL.  Doddridge. 

Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

1  O  ye  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 
To  make  the  Saviour  known : 
On  earth  ye  knew  His  beauteous  face 

His  wondrous  grace ;      In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 

And  in  a  manger  laid ; 
And  praise  to  God,         For  such  a  birth, 
And  peace  on  earth,       Proclaimed  aloud. 

3  Around  his  sacred  tomb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep 
Till  that  blest  moment  come 
To  raise  him  from  his  sleep. 

Then  rolled  the  stone,     Your  rising  Lord, 
And  all  adored  With  joy  unknown. 

4  The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise : 

And  thou,  my  heart,      And  joy  the  same, 

With  equal  flame,  Perform  thy  part ! 

17* 


2843  285.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

284.  L.  M.  Br.  Heber. 

The  Second  Coming  of  Christ. 

1  The  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake ; 

And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come  !  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came, 

A  silent  lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come !  a  glorious  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind  ! 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride  7 
Can  this  be  He — the  Crucified  ! 

5  Go,  tyrants  !  to  the  rocks  complain  ! 
Go  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain  ; 
But  faith  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy — the  Lord  is  come  ! 


285.  C.   M.  Duncan. 

The  Glorification  of  Christ. 

All  hail,  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


486.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Praise  him  who  shed  for  you  his  blood, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race. 

A  remnant  weak  and  small ; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall: 

Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Oh  !  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
And  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


286.  7  &  6s.  M.  Montgomery. 

"All  Nations  shall  call  Him  Blessed." 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed ! 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free ; 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 


387.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth ; 
And  joy,  and  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth. 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  mountain  dew  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

4  For  he  shall  have  dominion 

O'er  river,  sea,  and  shore; 
Far  as  the  eagle's  pinion, 

Or  dove's  light  wing  can  soar. 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever, 

His  great,  best  name  of  love. 

287.  L.  M.  6  1.         Watts. 

l;rffie  Gentiles  shall  see  Thy  Righteousness." 

1  Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise ; 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name: 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show 
And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  288. 

2  The  heathen  know  thy  glory,  Lord : 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word : 
Among  us  is  Jehovah  known ; 

Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 

To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made ; 

Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 
And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name ; 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

288.  10s.  M.  Pope. 

Predicted  Glory  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes  ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day  ! 

See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn, 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies  ! 

See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temples  bend ! 
See  thy  bright  altars,  thronged  with  prostrate 

kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


289,290.  KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST. 

289.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  : 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head : 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice ; 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 


200*  C  M.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

The  Latter-Day  Glory. 

O'er  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God 

In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills, 

And  draw  the  wandering  eyes. 


THE    LATTER-DAY    GLORY.  29 1. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 
And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers, 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife 

Disturb  those  happy  years ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  bea  t  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts,  encountering  hosts, 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore; 
They'll  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

291.  CM.  Milton. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  on  Earth. 

1  The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow  ; 

His  footsteps  cannot  err ; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  Mercy  and  Truth,  that  long  were  missed, 

Now  joyfully  are  met ; 
Sweet  Peace  and  Righteousness  have  kissed, 
And  hand  in  hand  are  set. 


THE    LATTER-DAY    GLORY. 

3  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

4  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower, 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

5  Teach  me,  O  Lord,  thy  way  most  right, 

I  in  thy  truth  will  bide ; 
To  fear  thy  name  my  heart  unite, 
So  shall  it  never  slide. 

6  Thee  will  I  praise,  O  Lord,  my  God, 

Thee  honour  and  adore 
With  my  whole  heart,  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore. 

7  For  great  thou  art,  and  wonders  great 

By  thy  strong  hand  are  done : 
Thou,  in  thy  everlasting  seat, 
Remainest  God  alone. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  HEART,  EXPERIENCE,  AND  CHAR- 
ACTER. 


292.  C.    M.  DoDDRIDaE. 

"He  that  hath  the  Son  hath  Life." 

1  O  happy  Christian,  who  can  trust 

"  The  Son  of  God  is  mine  ! " 
Happy,  though  humbled  in  the  dust, 
Rich  in  this  gift  divine. 

2  He  lives  the  life  of  heaven  below, 

And  shall  forever  live ; 
Eternal  streams  from  Christ  shall  flow, 
And  endless  vigour  give. 

3  That  life  we  ask  with  bended  knee, 

Nor  will  the  Lord  deny ; 
Nor  will  celestial  mercy  see 
Its  humble  suppliants  die. 

4  That  life  obtained,  for  praise  alone 

We  wish  continued  breath  ; 
And,  taught  by  blest  experience,  own 
That  praise  can  live  in  death. 

293*  L.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Glorying  in  Christ. 

1  Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast ; 
The  mighty  glory  in  his  might ; 
The  rich  in  flattering  riches  trust, 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 


294.  CHRISTIANITY. 

2  The  rush  of  numerous  years  bears  down 
The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again  ? 

3  The  Lord,  my  righteousness,  I  praise, 
I  triumph  in  the  love  divine, 

The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace 
In  Christ  through  endless  ages  mine. 

294.  L.   M.         Mrs.  Steele. 

Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace, — 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling ;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast, 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest. 


CHRISTIANITY. 


295,  296. 


295.  L.  M.  Scott. 

Christian  Privileges  and  Responsibility. 

1  How  many  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death, 
While  God  appoints  my  share  of  time 
Within  his  gospel's  favoured  clime  ! 

2  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain? 
Shall  I  this  high  vocation  stain ? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought ; 
Away,  each  sensual,  earthly  thought. 

3  My  soul !  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
In  thinking  right,  and  acting  well ; 
Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire ; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire. 

4  Strong  and  more  strong  thy  passions  rule, 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school; 
Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 


296.      8  &  7s.  M.      bowkikg. 

The  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me ; 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


297.  CHRISTIANITY. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

29  i  •        L.   OX,         Christian  Reformer. 
"Lord,  to  whom  shall  we  go?" 

1  From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart, 
And  rase  his  image  from  my  heart  ? 
Forsake  the  beams  of  heavenly  day, 
And  follow  nature's  feeble  ray? 

2  Treasures  of  power,  and  grace  divine, 
United,  in  my  Saviour  shine  ; 

No  other  name  but  his  is  given, 
To  lead  us  to  the  joys  of  heaven. 

3  The  living  bread  his  hands  bestow  ; 
The  living  waters  round  him  flow ; 
And  shall  I  from  the  fountain  fly, 
And  in  the  parching  desert  die  ? 

4  Forbid  it,  Author  of  my  frame ; 

Great  God,  from  whom  my  spirit  came ; 
Thy  Son  can  endless  life  bestow  ; 
To  whom  but  him,  then,  should  I  go? 


CHRISTIANITY.  298,  299. 

298.        8&7S.  M.         J.Newton. 
Zion,  the  city  of  God. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  1 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may' st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

3  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

4  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  Giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 


299.  C.  M.  Watts. 

"  Ye  are  come  to  Mount  Zion.'''' 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will. 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 


18* 


300.  CHRISTIANITY. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels,  clothed  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ; 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  sins  to  be  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  forever  blest. 


300.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

"Lord,  we  Believe,  help  thou  our  Unbelief." 

1  Lord  !  we  have  made  our  steadfast  choice ! 
In  Christ  the  Saviour  we  rejoice : 

Yet  still  our  pleasure  blends  with  grief, 
For  faith  is  mixed  with  unbelief. 

2  His  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  souls  alive ; 
But  sins,  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 

3  Father,  before  it  quite  departs, 
Renew  the  promise  in  our  hearts ; 
Nor  see  that  faith  in  ruins  laid, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  power  hath  made. 


CHRISTIAN    HAPPINESS.  301* 

Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name, 
And  put  our  anxious  doubts  to  flight. 
Like  shades  before  the  morning  light. 


301.         C.  M.         Proud. 
The  Happiness  of  a  Christian. 

1  When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 

And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life  subdued  by  grace, 
And  all  the  soul  refined : 

2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briars  grew  ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen, 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 

The  frozen  flowers  revive ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace- 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  Christian,  richly  blessed ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll  ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confessed, 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy : 

His  Maker  is  his  friend ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end. 


510*2,  303.  CHRISTIAN    PEACE. 

302.      C.  M.      j.newto*. 

Hidden  Strength  of  the  Christian. 

1  Rejoice,  believer,  in  the  Lord, 

Who  makes  your  cause  his  own ; 
The  hope  that  \s  built  upon  his  word 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  shall  not  die ; 
For  God,  the  strength  of  every  saint, 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  Though  sometimes  unperceived  by  sense, 

Faith  sees  him  always  near, 
A  Guide,  a  Glory,  a  Defence ; 
Then  what  have  you  to  fear  ? 

5  As  surely  as  Christ  overcame, 

And  triumphed  once  for  you ; 
So  surely  you  that  love  his  name, 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 

303.  L.   M.  Mrs.  Gilman. 

The  Joy  and  Peace  of  Believing. 

1  Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power? 

My  Father  !  let  me  fly  to  thee, 

And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 


CHRISTIAN    PEACE.  304. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  racking  grief, 
That  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 

My  Father  !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy, 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ? 
My  Father !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene ; 
The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour, 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 


304*  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"Lo,  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid.1" 

1  When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo  !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 

2  So  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 

And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove; 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  Blest  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven 
To  every  heart  by  sorrow  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope  are  fled ; 
"  Lo  !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 

4  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 


30«>.  CHRISTIAN    PEACE. 

5  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  shuddering  nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead, 
"  Lo  !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid," 


305.  CM.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"Peace!  be  still.'" 

1  Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 

When  stormy  winds  grew  loud, 
And  waves  came  rolling  high  and  dark, 
And  the  tall  mast  was  bowed. 

2  And  men  stood  breathless  in  their  dread, 

And  baffled  in  their  skill — 
But  One  was  there,  who  rose  and  said 
To  the  wild  sea,  "Be  still!" 

3  And  the  wind  ceased  ;  it  ceased  !  that  word 

Passed  through  the  gloomy  sky, 
The  troubled  billows  knew  their  Lord, 
And  sank  beneath  his  eye. 

4  Thou  that  didst  rule  the  angry  hour, 

And  tame  the  tempest's  mood — 
Oh  !  send  thy  Spirit  forth  in  power 
O'er  our  dark  souls  to  brood  ! 

5  Thou  that  didst  bow  the  billows'  pride, 

Thy  mandates  to  fulfil — 
Speak,  speak,  to  passion's  raging  tide, 
Speak  and  say — "  Peace,  be  still ! " 


CHRISTIAN    FORTITUDE.       306,  307* 

306.  C.   M.  Exeter  Coll. 

Fortitude  founded  on  Faith. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord ; 

His  well  established  mind, 
In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 
Shall  true  composure  find. 

2  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 

The  heavenly  footsteps  lie ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  his  soul, 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 

4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes, 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

€>0 T  •  O.   JVl.  Salisbury  Coll. 

The  Power  of  Faith. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  us  from  its  snares 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 


2  It  quells  the  raging  flames  of  sin, 
And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 


308.  CHRISTIAN    FAITH. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign, 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

5  On  that  bright  prospect  may  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

308.  L.   M.  Watts. 

"  We  walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight." 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies ; 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  flies, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray ; 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abraham,  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 


CHRISTIAN    FAITH.  309,  310* 

300»  L.  JVX.  Drummond. 

"  Faith  without  Works  is  Dead." 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

3  To  doers  only  of  the  word, 
Propitious  is  the  righteous  Lord ; 

He  hears  their  cries,  accepts  their  prayers, 
And  heals  their  wounds,  and  soothes  their 
cares. 

4  In  true  and  genuine  faith,  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace  ; 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

5  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love,  betray 
Where'er  the  stream  has  found  its  way; 
But  where  these  spring  not  rich  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 

310.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears ; 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on, 
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311.  THE    CHRISTIAN    RACE. 

2  True  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

311*  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve. 

And  press  with  vigour  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye ; — 


THE    CHRISTIAN    RACE.  312. 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 
Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


312.  C.     M.  GlSBORNE. 

The  Christian's  Life  and  his  Hope. 

1  A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won 

To  new-commencing  strife : 
A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun — 
Behold  the  Christian's  life  ! 

2  0!  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore ; 
The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more  ; 

3  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death, 

Beneath  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Nor  sin  with  pestilential  breath, 
His  holy  realm  profane  ; 

4  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown, 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 
Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 
Upholds  unbroken  day ; 

5  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part ; 

Where  grace  achieves  its  plan ; 
And  God.  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 


313,  314.         CHRISTIAN    WARFARE. 

313.  L.   M.  ME3.  Barbauld. 

The  Warfare  of  the  Soul. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes ! 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands ; 
There  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Come  then,  my  soul !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield ; 
Put  on  the  armour  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell ; 
The  man  of  Calvary  triumphant  here ; — 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  7 

<L§JL4r«  JLi.   JV1.  Montgomery. 

"The  whole  Armour  of  God." 

1  The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 
In  the  whole  armour  of  his  God  : 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod : 


CHRISTIAN    WARFARE.  315. 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 

With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  With  this  omnipotence  he  moves, 
From  this  the  alien  armies  flee ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 
Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell  he  tramples  down, 
Fights  the  good  fight ;  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

315*  L.   M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Christianas  Resolve. 

1  Ah  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ! 
Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

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310.  CHRISTIAN    WARFARE. 

5  0  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God  !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 


316.  C.  M.  H.K.White. 

The  Christian's  Contest,  Rest,  and  Hope. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  way, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 

The  soldiers  of  an  injured  King 

Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  wars  of  life  are  past, 

And  all  their  powers  decay, 
Their  cold  remains,  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Their  service  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  their  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  their  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless  in  the  grave 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
O'er  nature's  ruins  it  shall  rise, 
To  reach  its  kindred  sky. 

5  Then  heaven's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays ; 
And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  wake 
In  strains  of  endless  praise. 


CHRISTIAN    WATCHFULNESS. 


317,  318. 


oXT»  O.   JVL.  Doddridge. 

Christian  Watchfulness. 

1  Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 

And  view  the  threatening  scene : 
Legions  of  foes  encamp  around 
And  treachery  lurks  within. 

2  'Tis  not  this  mortal  life  alone 

These  enemies  assail : 
How  canst  thou  hope  for  future  bliss 
If  their  attempts  prevail? 

3  Now  to  the  work  of  God  awake — 

Behold  thy  Master  near — 
The  various,  arduous  task  pursue 
With  vigour  and  with  fear. 

4  The  awful  register  goes  on, 

The  account  will  surely  come ; 
And  opening  day,  or  closing  night 
May  bear  me  to  my  doom. 

5  Tremendous  thought !  how  deep  it  strikes ! 

Yet  like  a  dream  it  flies, 
Till  God's  own  voice  the  slumbers  chase 
From  these  deluded  eyes. 

Oloi  fe.  JVL*  Doddridge. 

'  'Again ,  I  say —  Watch  ! ' ' 

1     Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 


319.  CHRISTIAN    OBEDIENCE. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch, — 'tis  your  Lord's  command; 
And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crowned. 

319.  L.  M.  Watts. 

'*  Ye  shall  knoio  them  by  their  Fruits." 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess : 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride, 

While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


CHRISTIAN    OBEDIENCE.       320;  331. 

320*  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Choosing  the  Better  Part. 

1  Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand : 
Father  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
Wisely  to  choose  the  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  with  skies, 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Saviour,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

32  X*  L.  JM.  Doddridge. 

"One  Thing  is  Needful." 

1  Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares  ? 
While,  in  this  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Why  should  we  chase  the  fleeting  wind 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind  ? 
While  angels  look  with  sorrow  down 
To  see  us  spurn  the  heavenly  crown. 


322*  CHRISTIAN    OBEDIENCE. 

3  The  Eternal  God  calls  from  above, 
The  Saviour  pleads  his  dying  love, 
Awakened  conscience  gives  us  pain ; 
And  shall  these  pleas  unite  in  vain? 

4  Not  so  the  dying  eye  shall  view 

The  pleasures  which  we  now  pursue ; 

Not  so  eternity  appear 

When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5  Almighty  Power  !  thine  aid  impart 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart : 
Thy  power  unveils  the  blindest  eyes, 
And  makes  the  haughtiest  scorner  wise. 

322.      7  &  8s.  M.      bowrin*. 

"He  that  walketh  uprightly,  walketh  surely." 

1  He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way, 

Firm  and  fearless,  walketh  surely; 
Diligent,  while  yet  'tis  day, 

On  he  speeds,  and  speeds  securely. 

2  Flowers  of  peace  beneath  him  grow, 

Suns  of  pleasure  brighten  o'er  him; 
Memory's  joys  behind  him  go, 

Hope's  sweet  angels  fly  before  him. 

3  Thus  he  moves  from  stage  to  stage, 

Smiles  of  earth  and  heaven  attending ; 
Softly  sinking  down  in  age, 

And  at  lasf  to  death  descending. 

4  Cradled  in  its  quiet  deep. 

Calm  as  summer's  loveliest  even, 
He  shall  sleep  the  hallowed  sleep ; 
Sleep  that  is  o'er  watched  by  heaven. 


CHRISTIAN    OBEDIENCE.       323,  324* 

323*  L.  JVL.  Sir  Henry  Wotton. 

0         An  Independent  and  Happy  Life. 

1  How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught, 
That  serveth  not  another's  will ; 
Whose  armour  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  skill. 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are ; 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death ; 
Not  tied  unto  the  world  by  care 

Of  public  fame,  or  private  breath : 

3  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumours  freed ; 
Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat ; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great : 

4  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray, 
More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend ; 
Who  walks  with  man  from  day  to  day, 
As  with  a  brother  and  a  friend ! 

5  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

324:*  CM.  Tate  and  Brady. 

The  Man  whom  God  Approves. 

1  This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's ; 
The  Lord's  her  fulness  is ; 
The  world,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 
By  sovereign  right  are  his. 


325.  CHRISTIAN    OBEDIENCE. 

2  But  for  himself,  this  Lord  of  all 

One  chosen  seat  designed : 
O  !  who  shall  to  that  sacred  hill 
Deserved  admittance  find  ? 

3  The  man  whose  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 

Whose  thoughts  from  pride  are  free ; 
Who  honest  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

4  This,  this  is  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  shower  his  blessings  down; 
Whom  God  his  Saviour  shall  vouchsafe 
With  righteousness  to  crown. 

325.  CM.  Barton. 

"Walk  in  the  Light." 

1  Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 

That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light ! — and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  His, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light ! — and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there ! 


CHRISTIAN    BENEDICTIONS.  326« 

Walk  in  the  light ! — and  thine  shall  be 
A  path,  though  thorny,  bright ; 

For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light ! 


326*         CM.         Tate  and  Beady. 
The  Righteous  Blessed. 

1  How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way ! 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray. 

2  Thrice  blest !  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been ; 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal 
His  favour  sought  to  win. 

3  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoined  us;  Lord. 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will, 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

4  O  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  preside, 
And  I  the  course  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

5  Then  with  assurance  should  I  walk. 

From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinced,  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 
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•fc27.  CHRISTIAN    BENEDICTIONS. 

327.  L.   M.  Watts. 

The  Benedictions  of  the  Sermon  on  the  Mount. 

1  Blest  ai*e  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

4  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  powers  of  sin ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

6  Blest  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord; 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


y 


CHRISTIAN    BENEDICTIONS.    3S8j  329. 

»jkJa#  O.  firm..  Anonymous. 

"Blessed  are  the  Meek." 

1  "  Blest  are  the  meek,1'  he  said, 
Whose  doctrine  is  divine ; 

The  humble-minded  earth  possess, 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay, 
Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell, 

And  cheerful  hope  and  heavenly  joy 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs  ; 
They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 

And  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him. 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 

4  No  angry  passions  move, 
No  envy  fires  the  breast 

Whose  prospect  of  eternal  peace 
Bids  every  trouble  rest. 

5  O  gracious  Father,  grant, 
That  we  this  influence  feel, 

That  all  we  hope,  or  wish,  may  be 
Subjected  to  thy  will. 

329.  S.  M.         Watts. 

Domestic  Peace.     Ps.  133. 

1     Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 


330 ?  331.    THE    TWO    COMMANDMENTS. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 
Where  love  and  friendship  meet ; 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

330.        S.  M.       Keble. 

"  Blessed  are  the  Pure  in  Heart." 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 
He  doth  himself  impart, 

And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

331.  L.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

"Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God." 

1  cc  Thus  shalt  thou  love  the  Almighty  Lord, 
With  all  thy  heart,  and  soul,  and  mind :" 
So  speaks  to  man  that  sacred  word, 

For  counsel  and  reproof  designed. 

2  "With  all  thy  heart;"  no  idol  thing, 
Though  close  around  the  heart  it  twine, 
Its  interposing  shade  must  fling, 

To  darken  that  pure  love  of  thine. 


THE    TWO    COMMANDMENTS.    332,  333. 

3  "  With  all  thy  mind;"  each  varied  power, 
Creative  fancy,  musings  high, 

And  thoughts  that  glance  behind,  before, 
These  must  religion  sanctify. 

4  "With  soul  and  strength;"  thy  days  of  ease, 
While  vigour  nerves  each  youthful  limb, 
And  hope  and  joy,  and  health  and  peace, 
All  must  be  freely  brought  to  him. 

5  Thou  Power  supreme,  in  whom  we  move ! 
Vouchsafe  thy  servants,  in  their  day, 
The  mind  to  adore,  the  heart  to  love, 

And  strength  to  serve  thee,  while  they  may. 

332.       C.  M.      roscoe. 

The  Two  Commandments. 

1  This  is  the  first  and  great  command — 

To  love  thy  God  above  ; 
And  this  the  second — as  thyself 
Thy  neighbour  thou  shalt  love. 

2  Who  is  my  neighbour  ?     He  who  wants 

The  help  which  thou  canst  give ; 
And  both  the  law  and  prophets  say, 
This  do,  and  thou  shalt  live. 


333.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Religion  vain  without  Love. 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

20* 


334.  PEACE    OF    CONSCIENCE. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 

Of  all  that's  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  cravings  of  the  poor ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name : 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  man 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

334.  L.  M.  Cotton. 

A  Peaceful  Conscience. 

1  While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  that  hurt  the  soul, 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 

A  conscience  peaceful  to  the  last. 

2  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismayed ; 
But  fearless  meet  life's  dreariest  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

3  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  blow  some  kind  design  fulfils ; 
And  can  I  murmur  sit  my  God, 
While  love  supreme  directs  the  rod  1 

4  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day ; 
To  milder  skies,  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 


CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES.  335,  336. 

335*  C.   M.  Tate  and  Brady. 

The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked.     Ps.  1. 

1  How  blest  is  he,  who  ne'er  consents 

By  ill  advice  to  walk ; 
Nor  stands  in  sinners'  ways,  nor  sits 
Where  men  profanely  talk  : 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  business  and  delight ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  some  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  streams, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  still  shall  flourish,  and  success 
All  his  designs  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lasting  root  shall  find ; 
Untimely  blasted,  and  dispersed 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  For  God  approves  the  just  man's  ways ; 

To  happiness  they  tend  : 
But  sinners,  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 

aaOi  JL.   JYL.  Enfield. 

Pride  and  Humility. 

1  Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud. 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day — 
O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 


337.  CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES. 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear, 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 
With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way ; 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp,  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span : 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

337.  L.   M.  Scott. 

"  Two  men  went  up  into  the  temple  to  pray." 

1  The  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 

Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 
Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 


CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES.  33 8 .  330. 

4  Love  God  and  man — this  great  command, 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand ; 
This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
And  this  thy  Well-Beloved  preach. 

338.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

339.  L.  M.        Scott. 

"Hast  thou  Faith? — Have  it  to  thyself  before  God." 

1  All-seeing  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within. 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 


340.  CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES. 

2  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all. 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe ! 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  1 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  Ave  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4  If  wrong,  correct ;  accept,  if  right  ; 
While  faithful,  we  improve  our  light ; 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 

340.  S.  M.  Scott. 

Private  Judgment  and  Accountability. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye ; 

But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  O  may  we  still  maintain 
A  meek,  inquiring  mind ; 

Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 

3  With  understanding  blest, 
Created  to  be  free, 

Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need ; 
With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 


CHRISTIAN  VIRTUES.  Jl&l  ,  312. 

5     The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 
May  we  with  firmness  own ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art. 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

341.  S.  M.         Beddome. 

Christian  Unity. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill-will 
Be  banished  far  away ; 

Those  should  in  holy  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

342*  C.   M.  Montgomery. 

"TJte  Unity  of  the  Spirit  in  the  Bond  of  Peace." 

1  The  glorious  universe  around, 

The  heavens  with  all  their  train, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 
In  one  mysterious  chain. 


343.  CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES. 

2  The  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky, 

To  form  one  world  agree, 
Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  fly, 
Compose  one  family. 

3  God  in  creation  thus  displays 

His  wisdom  and  his  might — 
While  all  his  works  with  all  his  ways 
Harmoniously  unite. 

4  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

5  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song ; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

343*  C   JVi.  Tate  and  Brady. 

The  Accepted  Worshipper.     Ps.  15. 

1  Lord,  who's  the  happy  man,  that  may 

To  thy  blest  courts  repair ; 
And  while  he  bows  before  thy  face, 
Shall  find  acceptance  there? 

2  'T  is  he  whose  every  thought  and  deed 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves ; 
Whose  honest  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  disproves ; 

3  Who  never  did  a  slander  forge, 

Hisneighbour's  fame  to  wound, 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report 
By  malice  whispered  round. 


CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES.  34  1« 

4  Who  vice,  in  all  its  pomp  and  power. 

Can  treat  with  just  neglect  ; 
And  piety,  though  clothed  in  rags, 
Religiously  respect. 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  loss, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

6  The  man  who  by  this  steady  course 

Has  happiness  ensured, 
When  earth's  foundations  shake,  shall  stand 
By  Providence  secured. 

344*  7s.    M.         J.  Taylor. 

The  Accepted  Offering. 

1  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined ; 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 

Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow? 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring, 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 
Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast ; 
21 


345.  CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES. 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 
Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 
Charity,  with  liberal  store : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 

345.      C.  M.      needham. 

Moderation. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps 

Still  keep  the  golden  mean ; 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  formed, 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  What  blessings  bounteous  Heaven  bestows, 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart ; 
With  temperance  he  both  eats  and  drinks, 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 

3  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

4  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart ; 

Each  passion  to  control ; 
Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 
The  empire  of  his  soul. 

5  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set, 

His  treasure  is  above ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 


CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES.  346* 

346.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Christian  Courage  and  Self -Denial. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  're  slain : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  soon  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


347.  CHRISTIAN    VIRTUES. 


347*  C.  P.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Holiness  is  Everlasting. 

All  earthly  charms,  however  dear, 
Howe'er  they  please  the  eye  or  ear, 

Will  quickly  fade  and  fly ; 
Of  earthly  glory  faint  the  blaze, 
And  soon  the  transitory  rays 

In  endless  darkness  die. 

The  nobler  beauties  of  the  just 
Shall  never  moulder  in  the  dust, 

Or  know  a  sad  decay ; 
Their  honours  time  and  death  defy, 
And  round  the  throne  of  heaven  on  high 

Beam  everlasting  day. 


CHRISTIAN  ORDINANCES, 


BAPTISM  AND  THE  LORD  S  SUPPER. 

34r8«  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Offering  of  Children  in  Baptism. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark  !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful,  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear ; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face ; 
And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust: 

That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 

If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 
21* 


349,  350.  baptism. 


34r9.  L.  M.  West  Boston  Coll. 

Baptism  of  a  Child. 

1  This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity  ! 

Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong* 

2  O  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law ; 
May  virtue,  piety  and  truth, 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  We,  too,  before  thy  gracious  sight, 
Once  shared  the  blest  baptismal  rite, 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow 
With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises  now. 

4  Grant  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  labouring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

350.  CM.  Montgomery. 

' '  Where  two  or  three  are  gathered  together  in  my  Name, 
there  am  I  in  the  midst  of  them." 

1  On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 

When  his  disciples  met, 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve, 
Nor  knew  the  Scriptures  yet : 

2  Lo  !  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen, 

The  form  in  which  he  died, 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien, 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 


the  lord's  supper.  351« 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  fear : 
Jesus  !  again  thy  presence  show ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 

4  Be  in  our  midst !  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view, 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say — "  Peace  be  unto  you ! " 

5  And  while  with  thee,  in  sacred  hours, 

We  commune  through  thy  word, 
May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess — "  It  is  the  Lord ! " 

351.  L.  M.         Watts. 

Institution  of  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
When  all  the  powers  of  darkness  rose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin ; 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food :" 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine, — 
"'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  Do  this,"  he  said,  H  till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 


3«I2.  THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 

5  Jesus  !  thy  feast  we  celebrate ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Ot?J5«  O.   J\l.  Montgomery. 

"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  me." 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  1 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee. 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 


the   lord's   SUPPER.        353,  304. 

353.  C.   M.  Noel. 

"  We  love  him,  because  he  first  loved  ws." 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  that  friends  are  nigh ; 

2  O,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him,  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  death  and  woe? 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed ; 
"Meet,  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! 
O,  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his,  recorded  there. 

354.  S.  M.  Watts. 

"  Whosoever  will,  let  him  come  !  " 

1  Jesus  invites  his  friends 
To  meet  around  his  board, 

And  join  in  blest  communion  here 
With  him,  their  gracious  Lord. 

2  For  us  he  gave  his  life ; 
For  us  he  gave  his  blood ; 

To  save  from  sin  our  thankless  race, 
And  bring  them  back  to  God. 


#»">•>,  3«i6*  THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  elder  Son. 

4  Let  all  our  souls  unite, 
A  grateful  song  to  raise ; 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

355.  L.  M.         Dublin  Coll. 

"Do  this  in  remembrance  of  me." 

1  "Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend;" 
Such  was  our  Master's  last  request, 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured, 
That  we  might  live  forever  blessed. 

2  Yes,  we  '11  record  thy  matchless  love, 
Thou  kindest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends ; 
Thy  dying  love,  the  noblest  praise 
Our  hearts  can  offer  thee,  transcends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give, 
Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see; 
Thy  table,  food  celestial  yields 

To  those  who  give  their  hearts  to  thee. 

356*  L.  M.  J.  Stennett. 

"It  is  finished." 

1   "  'T  is  finished  ! "  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died. 
"  'T  is  finished  !  "  yes  ;  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 


the  lord's  supper.      357,  358. 

2  "'Tis  finished!"  all  that  Heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "  5T  is  finished  ! "  Son  of  God  !  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

35T.  S.   M.  Doddridge. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near; 

With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 
I  bless  thy  faithful  care, 

Mine  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  Forerunner  there. 

3  Here  fix  my  roving  heart 
In  gratitude  and  love, 

Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

&&&•  .Li.   1VL.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

"Learn  of  me,  for  I  am  meek  and  lowly  of  heart." 

1   "Oh  learn  of  me,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
"  Oh  learn  of  me,  ye  sons  of  pride ; 
For  I  am  lowly,  humble,  meek, 
No  haughty  looks  high  thoughts  bespeak.,, 


359)  360.       the  lord's  supper. 

2  Yes,  blest  Immanuel !  thou  wast  mild, 
Patient  and  gentle  as  a  child; 
And  they  who  would  thy  kingdom  see, 
Must  meek  and  lowly  be  like  thee. 


359.  7s.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Spiritual  Nourishment. 

1  Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died ; 
Lord  of  life  !  oh,  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  ! 

360.         8  &  7s.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

After  Communion. 

1  From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere. 


the  lord's  supper.       36 1-IMMfc 

3  Love  to  God  and  men  displaying, 
Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day. 


361.  S.   M.  Paradise  St.  Coll. 

The  Saviour  Commemorated. 

1  Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man, 
Invites  us  to  his  board : 

The  welcome  summons  we  obey, 
And  own  our  gracious  Lord. 

2  Here  we  survey  that  love 
Which  spoke  in  every  breath, 

Which  crowned  each  action  of  his  life 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Then  let  our  powers  unite, 
His  sacred  name  to  raise  ; 

Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

4  And  wnile  we  share  the  gifts 
Which  from  his  gospel  flow, 

O,  may  our  hearts,  to  all  mankind, 
With  warm  affection  glow. 


362.  L.  M.  Watts. 

11  Ye  show  forth  the  Lord's  Death  till  he  come." 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 
Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
22 


363*  THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have ; 
How  weak  our  faith  and  hope  might  prove  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  love. 

3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  forever  near  his  face. 

»jOOi  C    JVX.  Birmingham  Coll. 

"I  have  given  you  an  Example." 

1  Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Who  round  his  table  draw ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love,  which  all  his  bosom  filled, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfil 

Like  his  be  every  mind  ; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 
And  every  action  kind. 

4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends, 

Disgrace  the  honored  name  ; 

But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 

The  title  which  they  claim- 


5 


the  lord's  supper.      364,  335. 

364.  CM.  Watts. 

Song  of  the  Lamb. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  hath  died  for  us. 

3  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

In  air,  on  earth,  in  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  his  glories  high, 
And  speak  his  endless  praise. 

365.  L.  M.  Watts. 

After  Communion. 

1  Here  have  we  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
And  viewed  salvation  with  our  eyes  ; 
Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word, 
The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

2  Thy  mercy  sent  thine  only  Son 
To  shed  his  blood  before  our  face ; 
The  undented  and  Holy  One, 

To  die  for  man's  unworthy  race. 

3  He  is  the  bright,  the  morning  Star ; 
He  stands  beside  his  Father's  throne, 
And  spreads  his  beams  through  earth  afar, 
And  down  to  ages  yet  unknown. 


360,  367.       the  lord's  supper. 

366.  10s.   M.  Beard's  Coll. 

"And  all  that  believed  were  together."     Acts  4  :  44. 

1  Restore,  O  Father !  to  our  times  restore 
The  peace  which  filled  thine  infant  church  of 

yore; 
Ere  lust  of  power  had  sown  the  seeds  of  strife, 
And  quenched  the  new-born  charities  of  life. 

2  O  never  more  may  differing  judgments  part 
From  kindly  sympathy  a  brother's  heart ; 
But  linked  in  one,  believing  thousands  kneel, 
And  share  with  each  the  sacred  joy  they  feel. 

3  From  soul  to  soul,  quick  as  the  sunbeam's  ray, 
Let  concord  spread  one  universal  day ; 

And  faith  by  love  lead  all  mankind  to  thee, 
Parent  of  peace,  and  fount  of  harmony  ! 

367.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

The  Church  below  and  above. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 


THE    LORD'S    SUPPER.  308. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide ! 
Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide. 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


36  o»        C  M..        Ancient  Hymns. 
The  noble  Army  of  Martyrs. 

1  The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 

The  joyous  lay  demand ; 
The  heart  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

On  that  victorious  band — 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhoired, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
Deeming  it  worthless,  for  the  sake 

Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

2  For  Him  they  braved  the  tyrant's  rage, 

The  scourge's  cruel  smart ; 
The  wild  beast's  fang  their  bodies  tore, 

But  vanquished  not  the  heart ; 
Like  lambs  before  the  sword  they  fell, 

Nor  cry  nor  plaint  expressed ; 
For  patience  kept  the  conscious  mind, 

And  armed  the  fearless  breast. 

3  What  tongue  can  tell  the  crown  prepared 

The  martyr's  browto  grace? 
His  shining  robe,  his  joys  unknown, 

Before  thy  glorious  face? 
Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 

Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm ; 
If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 

And  win  the  martyr's  palm. 
22* 


369.  the  lord's  supper. 

o()9.  S.   JM.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Thanks  for  all  Saints. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 
Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 

Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 
Accept  our  thankful  cry, 

Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward, 
And  strove  in  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 
With  him,  their  Lord,  in  view, 

Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  bless, 
And  humbly  beg  that  we 

May  follow  them  in  holiness, 
And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


CONFESSION,  PENITENCE,  DEVOUT  ASPIRATIONS,  AND 
PRAYERS. 

370.  L.  M.  Moravian. 

Devout  Penitence. 

1  My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies ; 
To  thee,  her  source,  my  spirit  flies  ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see ; 
O  let  thy  presence  set  me  free. 

2  In  life's  short  day,  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  thee, 

My  foot  stand  firm,  from  wandering  free. 

3  One  only  care  my  soul  should  know, 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do ; 
Oh !  deep  engrave  it  on  my  breast, 
That  I  in  thee  alone  am  blest. 


Oil*  L.   M.  Doddridge. 

Returning  to  God. 

1  Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way, 
Like  foolish  sheep  have  gone  astray, 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left, 
And  of  their  guard  our  souls  bereft. 

2  Exposed  to  want,  exposed  to  harm, 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm; 
Nor  will  these  fatal  wanderings  cease, 
Till  thou  reveal  the  paths  of  peace. 


372,  373.  PENITENCE. 

3  O  seek  ihy  thoughtless  servants,  Lord, 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word ; 
Our  erring  feet  do  thou  restore, 
And  keep  us  that  we  stray  no  more. 

372*  L.    M.        6  1.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Forgiveness  and  Renewal. 

1  Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
Our  multitude  of  sins  forgive  ! 
And  for  thy  own  possession  take, 
And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live ; 
Live  in  thy  sight,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith,  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 
And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show ! 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel ; 

And  conquering  them,  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  and  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain ! 

3  O  put  it  in  our  inward  parts, 
The  living  law  of  perfect  love  ! 
Write  the  new  precept  in  our  hearts; 
We  shall  not  then  from  thee  remove, 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 
Thy  people,  and  forever  thine  ! 

373.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Self-Inspection  and  Devotion. 

1  My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee : 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 


PENITENCE. 


374. 


Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  l 

Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense : 
Thy  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 

Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  1  find. 


37 4r.  L.   M.  Doddridge. 

"  The  Goodness  of  God  leadeth  us  to  Repentance." 

Great  Source  of  life  !  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace ; 
Crowned  with  thy  mercy,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

By  thee  heaven's  shining  arch  was  spread; 
By  thee  were  earth's  foundations  laid; 
And  all  the  charms  of  man's  abode, 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  gracious  God. 

Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 
And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

These  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord ; 
Kindled  by  him,  by  him  restored ; 
And,  while  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
Still  would  we  walk  before  his  face. 


375,  PENITENCE. 

5  So  when,  by  him,  our  souls  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead. 
With  joy  triumphant  may  we  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above ! 


375.  C.    M.         Noel. 

The  Aspirations  of  Penitence. 

1  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain ; 
How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heaven-taught  faith  surveys 

The  path  to  realms  of  light ; 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is  that  harass'd  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin ; 
Sees,  though  afar,  the  hand  that  heals, 
And  ends  her  war  within. 

5  Oh,  let  me  wing  my  hallow'd  flight 

From  earthborn  woe  and  care ; 
And  soar  beyond  these  realms  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  ! 


PENITENCE.  376,  377. 

376,  L.   M.       6  1.  C.  Wesley. 

Prayer  for  the  Comforter. 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin, 
Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind; 
Of  health  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

0  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 
And  keep  possession  of  my  breast ; 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God  ! 

377.      7s.  M.      merriok. 

Seeking  a  Clean  Heart. 

1  Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Purge  us  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  our  heart's  disguise. 

2  Let  our  tongues,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee : 
To  thine  all-observing  eyes, 

Let  our  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

3  While  we  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear, 
God,  our  strength,  propitious  hear. 


378,  379.  PENITENCE. 

378.      8,  6&8s.  M.      wills. 

1 '  Tfiere  is  Joy  in  Heaven . ' ' 

1  There  's  joy  in  heaven  when  falls  the  tear 

The  mourning  sinner  sheds ; 
And  angels  hope,  when  mortal  fear 

In  lowliest  meekness  treads 
The  path  of  trial  Jesus  trod, 
To  lead  the  sinner  back  to  God. 

2  Whose  strength,  the  Spirit — hope,  the  cross, 

And  heaven  his  ceaseless  prayer ; 
To  whom  all  gain  is  counted  loss, 

Which  may  not  enter  there : 
His  treasure  is  laid  up  above — 
His  Saviour's  unexhausted  love. 

379.      P.  M.      hebek. 

"There  is  joy  in  heaven  over  one  sinner  that  repenteth." 

1  There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
When,  this  goodly  world  to  frame, 
The  Lord  of  light  and  mercy  came  : 
Shouts  of  joy  were  heard  on  high, 

"Glory  to  God  in  heaven  ! " 

2  There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
When  of  love  the  midnight  beam 
Dawned  on  the  towers  of  Bethlehem; 
And  along  the  echoing  hill 

Angels  sang — "On  earth  good  will, 
And  glory  in  the  heaven  ! " 


PENITENCE.  380. 

There  is  joy  in  heaven ! 
There  is  joy  in  heaven ! 
When  the  sheep  that  went  astray 
Turns  again  to  virtue's  way ; 
When  the  soul  by  grace  subdued 
Sobs  its  prayer  of  gratitude, 
Then  is  there  joy  in  heaven  ! 


380.      L.  M.     6 1.      bowring. 

Trust  in  God. 

0  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 
While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 
Wrapt  yet  in  fears  and  mystery ; 

1  cannot,  Lord  !  thy  purpose  see ; 
Yet  all  is  well — since  ruled  by  thee. 

When,  mounted  on  thy  clouded  car, 

Thou  send' st  thy  darker  spirits  down, 

I  can  discern  thy  light  afar, 

Thy  light,  sweet  beaming  through  thy  frown ; 

And,  should  I  faint  a  moment — then 

I  think  of  thee — and  smile  again. 

So  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 
The  narrow  path  of  duty  on ; 
What  though  some  cherish'd  joys  are  fled? 
What  though  some  flattering  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain : 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain  ? 
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J181,    383.  ASPIRATIONS. 

381.  C.    M.  Merrick. 

Acquiescence  in  God's  Will. 

1  Author  of  Good  !  to  thee  we  turn ; 

Thine  ever-watchful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O,  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide : 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued. 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply ; 
The  good  unasked,  O  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

382.  7  &  6s.  M.         Rippon's  Coll. 

Aspirations  of  Heavenly  Desire. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 


ASPIRATIONS. 


383. 


2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun, — 

Both  hastening  to  their  source ; 
So  the  spirit,  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face ; 
Soaring  up  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  we  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

383.         C.  M.         T.Humphries. 
'•'■Lord,  remember  me." 

1  O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Goofl.  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 


384.  ASPIRATIONS. 

4  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief: 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

6  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

3  84:*  L.   M.  Montgomery. 

"Return  to  thy  rest,  O  my  soul." 

1  Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 

From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares ; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements,  toils,  and  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wanderings  of  thy  thought ; 
From  sickness  unto  death,  made  whole ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 
From  passions  every  hour  at  strife ; 
Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn, 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest ; — with  heart  inclined 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest ; — with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


ASPIRATIONS.  380,  386. 

385.  CM.  Watts. 

"0  that  my  ways  were  directed  to  keep  thy  statutes." 

1  O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  oft'  mine  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine.    - 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, — 

'T  is  a  delightful  road ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

386.  L.    M.  TOPLADY. 

"Incline  my  heart  unto  thy  testimonies." 
1  O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee, 
And  loved  thee  with  a  perfect  love ; 
O  that  my  Lord  would  dwell  in  me, 
And  never  from  his  seat  remove  ! 
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387.  ASPIRATIONS. 

2  Father,  I  dwell  in  mournful  night, 
Till  thou  dost  in  rny  heart  appear ; 
Arise,  propitious  Sun  !  and  light 
An  everlasting  morning  there. 

3  O  let  my  prayer  acceptance  find, 

And  bring  the  promised  blessing  down ; 
Eye-sight  impart,  for  I  am  blind; 
And  seal  me  thine  adopted  son. 

387*  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

"  While  I  was  musing,  the  fire  burned." 

1  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  Wisdom  and  pleasure  dwell  at  home  ; 
Retired  and  silent,  seek  them  there ; 
True  conquest  is  ourselves  t'  o'ercome, 
True  strength  to  break  temptation's  snare. 

3  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess, 

In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

4  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

5  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer, 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  hath  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 


ASPIRATIONS  3883  389. 

388.  C.   P.   M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

True  Wisdom. 

1  Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ! 

A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Father,  to  me  be  given  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

389.  L.  M.  Noel. 

Meditation  in  the  Night  Watches. 

1  When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie, 

Still  courting  sleep,  which  still  will  fly, 
Then  may  reflection's  brighter  power 
Illume  the  lonely  midnight  hour. 

2  If  hushed  the  breeze,  and  calm  the  tide, 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide, 
And  all  the  past,  a  living  train, 

In  sweet  remembrance  live  again. 

3  Perhaps  before  my  soul  appears 
The  faithful  friend  of  early  years, 
Who  taught  my  first  desires  to  rise, 
And  seek  their  treasure  in  the  skies. 


390.  ASPIRATIONS. 

4  If  loud  the  wind,  the  tempest  high, 
If  darkness  wraps  the  sounding  sky, 
I  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  thee. 

5  Tossed  on  the  deep  and  swelling  wave, 
O  mark  my  trembling  soul,  and  save ; 
Conduct  me  through  the  angry  sea, 
To  find  my  rest,  and  heaven  in  thee. 


390.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

Watchfulness. 

1  I  want  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear  ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  wrong  desire ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve. 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 


ASPIRATIONS.  39  lj  392* 

391.  S.  M.         Watts. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  O  may  we  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin, — 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

3  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  thro'  ImmanuePs  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

392.      7s.  M.      conder. 

Our  Daily  Bread. 

1  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell : 
O,  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed, 
Give  me,  Lord,  my  daily  bread. 


393.  ASPIRATIONS. 

2  "  Day  by  day,"  the  promise  reads ; 
Daily  strength  for  daily  needs : 
Cast  foreboding  fears  away ; 
Take  the  manna  of  to-day. 

3  Lord  !  my  times  are  in  thy  hand : 
All  my  sanguine  hopes  have  planned, 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

4  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give : 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live ; 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

5  O  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer ; 

Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude  ! 


393.      C.  M.      cowper. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  Oh  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 


ASPIRATIONS.  394. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return  ! 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest : 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn. 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame : 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

394.      C.  M.      cowper. 

Resignation  and  Trust. 

1  O  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears? 
Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears ? 

3  No  !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee ; 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engaged  to  grant ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 


395*  ASPIRATIONS. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crush' d  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

395.      L.  M.      cowper. 

Peace  after  Trouble. 

1  When  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  smiling  day  once  more  appears ; 
Then,  gracious  Father,  then  I  find, 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 

And  mourn  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee  ! 

3  Oh  !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn ; 

That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 

Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will ; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 


ASPIRATIONS.  396,  307. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive 
As  I  am  ready  to  repine ; 
Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praise  receive; 
Be  shame  and  self-confusion  mine. 

396.  L.   M.  Watts. 

The  Humble  and  Pure  Accepted. 

1  Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One : 
"I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne ; 

My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below; 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too ; 
The  humble  spirit,  and  contrite, 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive ; 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  "  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth,  and* heavenly  gain; 
Eternal  life  is  his  reward, 

Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord." 

39  T«  CM.  Montgomery. 

Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Utter' d  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 
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398.  PRAYER. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air; 
His  watch-word  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  by  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ; 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod, 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  ! 

o9Hi  C   JM.  Doddridge. 

"Pray  to  thy  Father  which  seeth  in  secret." 

1  Father  divine  !  thy  piercing  eye 

Looks  through  the  shades  of  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  O  may  that  piercing  eye  survey 

My  duteous  homage  paid 

With  every  early  morning  ray, 

And  every  evening  shade, 


PRAYER.  309. 

3  I  '11  leave  behind  each  earthly  care ; 

To  thee  my  soul  shall  soar, 
With  grateful  praise  and  fervent  prayer. 
Thy  goodness  to  adore. 

4  O  hear  us,  Father,  when  to  thee 

Our  secret  steps  return ; 
And,  kindled  by  the  heavenly  fire, 
Let  fragrant  incense  burn. 

J99i  C   JVl.  Montgomery. 

"Lord,  teach  us  to  pray" 

1  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  wo, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  % 

3  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,— 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts  : — 

4  Give  deep  humility ; — the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; — 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live ; — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 


400.  PRAYER. 

6  Give  these, — and  then  thy  will  be  done, — 
Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

400.  C.  M.         H.M.Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  powers  of  thought  bestowed; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed — 
That  mercy  I  adore  ! 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favoured  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee  J 


PRAYER.  101* 

4:01m  CM.  Montgomery. 

"Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive." 

1  What  shall  we  ask  of  God  in  prayer  1 

Whatever  good  we  want ; 
Whatever  man  may  seek  to  share, 
Or  God  in  wisdom  grant. 

2  Father  of  all  our  mercies, — thou, 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

3  When  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

5  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love ; 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

6  When  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart, 

Desire  and  envy  cease, 
Be  thou  the  portion  of  our  heart,— 
In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 

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402,  403.  PRAYER. 

402.  7s.   M.  Methodist  Coll. 

11 1  will  that  men  pray  everywhere." 

1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place  ; 
If  we  love  a  life  of  prayer, 

God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness,  in  our  health ; 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  li  fe  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father,  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

403.  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"I  will  that  men  pray  everywhere." 

1  Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play, 
While  the  red  light  fades  away; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye 
Ever  following  silently ; 
Father,  by  the  breeze  of  eve 
Called  thy  harvest- work  to  leave ; 
Pray  !  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be, 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee ! 


PRAYER.  404. 

2  Traveller,  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Far  from  thine  own  household  band; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 
Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone ; 
Captive,  in  whose  narrow  cell 
Sunshine  hath  not  leave  to  dwell ; 
Sailor,  on  the  darkening  sea — 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee ! 


404.       C.  M.      cowper. 

Lonely  Devotion. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Does  she  commune  with  God ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, 
And,  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
My  Father,  thou  art  mine  ! 


405,  406. 


PRAYER. 


6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love, 
A  boundless,  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

405.  S.   M.  C.Wesley. 

Watching  unto  Prayer. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 

A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 

To  serve  the  present  age ; 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 

And  O  !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give ; 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 


406.         L.  M.        6  1.         Merrick. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

While  here,  as  wandering  sheep  we  stray, 
Teach  us,  O  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  way ; 
Dispose  our  hearts,  with  sacred  awe, 
To  love  thy  word  and  keep  thy  law ; 
That,  by  thy  guiding  footsteps  led, 
Our  feet  the  paths  of  truth  may  tread. 


PRAYER.  407. 

2  Great  Source  of  light  to  all  below  ! 
Teach  us  thy  holy  will  to  know; 
Teach  us  to  read  thy  word  aright, 
And  make  it  our  supreme  delight ; 
In  every  heart  let  wisdom  shine, 
And  give  us  purity  divine. 

3  Maker,  Instructor,  Judge  of  all ! 
Oh  hear  us  when  on  thee  we  call ; 
Since  inward  truth  thy  laws  require, 
That  inward  truth,  O  Lord,  inspire; 
Preserve  us  in  thy  holy  ways, 

And  teach  our  hearts  to  speak  thy  praise. 

407.         L.  M.         Merrick. 
Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

1  Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord !  thy  way ; 
So,  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 

By  thy  unerring  precepts  led, 

My  willing  feet  its  paths  shall  tread. 

2  Informed  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe,     - 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law ; 
And  with  celestial  wisdom  filled, 

To  thee  its  full  obedience  yield. 

3  Give  me  to  know  thy  words  aright, 
Thy  words,  my  soul's  supreme  delight; 
That,  purged  from  thirst  of  gold,  my  mind 
In  them  its  better  wealth  may  find. 

4  O  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye ; 

To  me  thy  quickening  strength  supply; 
And  with  thy  promised  mercy  cheer 
A  heart  devoted  to  thy  fear. 


408,  409.  PRAYER. 

411  o»  ±j.   NY.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Help. 

1  Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go ; 
Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me  do ; 
Show  me  my  weakness,  let  me  see 

I  have  my  power,  my  all  from  thee. 

2  Enrich  me  alway  with  thy  love ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove ; 
Thy  signet  put  upon  my  breast, 
And  let  thy  Spirit  on  me  rest. 

3  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey ; 

What  thou  abhorr'st,  that  let  me  flee; 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

4  O  may  I  never  do  my  will, 
But  thine  and  only  thine  fulfil ; 
Let  all  my  time  and  all  my  ways 
Be^  spent  and  ended  to  thy  praise. 

409.  S.    M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Christian  Principles. 

1     My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer : 

Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 
On  thee,  Almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 


PRAYER.  HO, 

2  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly : 

A  spirit  still  prepared 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 
The  promise  is  for  me  : 

My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee; 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

41 O*  O.   1V1.  Anonymous. 

Prayer  for  the  Christian  Temper. 

1  Almighty  Maker  !  Lord  of  all ! 

Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumbered  worlds  ! 
Supreme,  eternal  King ! 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me,  in  forbidden  paths, 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I  '11  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 


411.  PRAYER. 

4  Let  not  despair  nor  fell  revenge 

Be  to  my  bosom  known : 
Oh  !  give  me  tears  for  others1  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

5  Feed  me  with  necessary  food  ; 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame; 

Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 

A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

6  May  still  my  days  serenely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care ; 
And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 

4rll*  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Prayer  for  Religious  Principle. 

1  Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
Where  foes  alarm  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat : 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord !  a  heavenly  ray, 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flattering  paths  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run, 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth  or  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside ; 
But  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 


PRAYER.  412,  413, 

412*  C.   M.  Methodist  Coll. 

The  New  Heart. 

1  O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  the  blood 
Of  Him  who  died  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

The  great  Redeemer's  throne ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  who  reigns  within: 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
O  God,  resembling  thine. 

5  Thy  Spirit,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above, 
And  deeply  write  in  every  heart 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

413.  CM.  Smart. 

Prayer  for  Prudence  and  Wisdom. 

1  Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 
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414.  PRAYER. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide ; 

And  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart ; 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

41 4»  C  M.  Montgomery. 

Solomon's  Prayer  for  Wisdom.     2  Chron.  1. 

1  Almighty  God  !  in  humble  prayer 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honours  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 


PRAYER. 


415. 


4  We  ask  for  wisdom : — Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil  days  ! 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  ! 

4:15.  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Prayer  for  Religious  Principle. 

1  Supreme  and  universal  light ! 
Fountain  of  reason  !  Judge  of  right ! 
Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above,  and  all  below. 

2  Assist  us,  Lord !  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree : 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame, 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 

3  Our  moral  freedom  to  maintain, 
Bid  passion  serve,  and  reason  reign, 
Self-poised  and  independent  still 
Of  this  world's  varying  good  or  ill. 

4  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim ; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

5  O  Father  !  grace  and  virtue  grant; 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want : 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below, — is  bliss  above. 


416,  417.  PRAYER. 

■4tlo«  C  J\l.         Salisbury  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Heavenly  Direction. 

1  Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt 

Through  nature's  ample  round ; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  in  seas  and  skies, 
Thy  sacred  presence  found. 

2  Thy  sacred  influence,  Lord,  we  need, 

While  journeying  here  below ; 
O,  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin, 
And  thy  salvation  show. 

3  Father  of  light !  thy  aid  impart 

To  guide  us  on  our  way ; 
Thy  truth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 

We  '11  do  and  bear  thy  will ; 
Thy  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

4rl7.  L.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Steadfastness  and  Watchfulness. 

1  Great  God,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  constant  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
To  thee  I  raise  my  humble  prayer. 

2  Endue  me  with  a  holy  fear ; 
The  frailty  of  my  heart  reveal ; 
Sin  and  its  snares  are  always  near ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 


PRAYER.  418. 

3  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 
May  with  a  steady  flame  aspire, 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  check  the  rise  of  wrong  desire  ! 

4  O  that  my  watchful  soul  may  fly 
The  first-perceived  approach  of  sin, 
Look  up  to  thee  when  danger 's  nigh, 
And  feel  thy  fear  control  within ! 

5  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free ; 

Thy  light  and  truth  and  peace  impart, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

4:18»  C  JVl.  Anonymous. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Father  in  heaven  !  thy  sacred  name 

In  hallowed  strains  be  sung; 
Thy  kingdom  spread  o'er  all  the  earth; 
Thy  praise  fill  every  tongue. 

2  By  happy  spirits  round  thy  throne 

As  thy  commands  are  done, 
So  be  thy  perfect  will  obeyed 
By  all  beneath  the  sun. 

3  Our  numerous  wants  are  known  to  thee, 

Who  canst  alone  supply  ; 
O  grant  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
Nor  other  good  deny. 

4  Forgive  our  sins  as  we  forgive 

The  wrongs  that  others  do ; 
Nor  let  temptations  press  around, 
Lest  we  those  sins  renew. 

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419.  PRAYER. 

5  Thou  art  our  safety  and  defence, 

When  dangers  threatening  stand ; 
O  turn  aside  impending  ills 
With  thy  Almighty  hand. 

6  Thy  sceptre  all  creation  sways  ; 

Thy  power  knows  no  control ; 
Thy  matchless  glory  shall  endure 
While  endless  ages  roll. 


4;19#  S.  JM.  Montgomery. 

"TAe  Lord's  Prayer." 

1  Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now ! 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 

As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 
Our  feeble  hearts  defend ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  forever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 


PRAYER.  420,  421, 

4-*20»  L«     M.  BIRMINGHAM  COLL. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Father,  adored  in  worlds  above  ! 
Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  in  truth  and  love, 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord,  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care ; 
Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake ; 
In  thy  compassion  let  us  share, 

As  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour ; 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore  : 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power, 
The  glory  thine  for  evermore. 

421.  S.  M.  Johns. 

"  Thy  kingdom  come." 

1  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 
Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  ! 

Shed  peace,  and  hope,  and  joy  abroad, 
And  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 
Extend  thy  healing  reign ; 

There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst, 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God ! 
And  make  the  broad  earth  thine ; 

Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 


432.  PRAYER. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 
With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree; 

And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest, 
Sons  of  one  family. 

5  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  ! 
And  raise  thy  glorious  throne 

In  worlds  by  the  undying  trod, 
Where  God  shall  bless  his  own. 


422.         C.  M.         Wesley's  Coll. 
"  Thy  kingdom  come." 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in. 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness, 
The  omnipotence  of  love. 


RELIGIOUS  SENTIMENTS. 


PIETY. 

4j23«  C  jVI.  Salisbury  Coll. 

"Remember  thy  Creator,  in  the  days  of  thy  youth." 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb  ; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

4JS4r«  O.  JVI.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Heavenly  Wisdom. 

1  O,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 
Instruction's  faithful  voice; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice  ! 


425.  PIETY    IN    YOUTH. 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left,  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honour  bright  appears. 

4  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

425.        C.  M.        Bp.Heber. 

Early  Religion. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God  ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 


PIETY    IN    YOUTH.  426* 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage  ! 

5  O  Thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own  ! 

426.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Early  Piety. 

1  Happy  the  child  whose  tender  years 

Receive  instructions  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God, 

'T  is  pleasing  in  his  eyes ; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  hud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  'T  is  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes ; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  hardened  in  their  crimes. 

4  'T  will  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  growing  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  strong. 

5  To  thee,  almighty  God  !  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign  : 
5T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 


4STj  4*28.  PIETY   IN   YOUTH. 

6  Let  the  sweet  work  of  prayer  and  praise 
Employ  our  youngest  breath  : 
Thus,  we  're  prepared  for  longer  days. 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

427.      L.  M.     61.      e.taylok. 

"Remember  thy  Creator,  while  the  evil  days  come  not." 

1  Truly  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet, 
And  sweet  it  is  to  see  the  sun ; 

But,  cheerful  though  the  hours  may  fleet. 
And  years  pass  gaily  one  by  one, 

0  blot  not,  reckless,  from  thy  mind 
The  thought  of  darker  days  behind  ! 

2  Rejoice,  O  child  of  mortal  birth  ! 
In  all  the  pride  of  youth  rejoice ; 
And  let  the  beauteous  things  of  earth 
Allure  thine  eye,  invite  thy  choice ; 
Yet  know,  for  blessings  freely  given, 
Thine  is  a  large  account  in  heaven. 

3  And  O  remember,  ere  the  day, 
The  evil  day,  of  grief  shall  come, 
When  all  the  joy  is  passed  away, 

And  nought  is  left  but  gathering  gloom, — 
Remember,  ere  thy  pleasures  pall, 
Him  first  and  last,  who  gave  them  all ! 

428.  S.  M.         Pratt's  Coll. 

"  My  Father,  thou  art  the  Guide  of  my  youth.'' ' 

1  From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 
Thy  goodness  we  have  shared ; 

And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 


PIETY   IN   AGE.  429. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 
O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 
Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 
May  we  that  word  receive ; 

And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name. 
In  that  blest  name  believe  ! 

4  Oh  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad,  destructive  road, 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory,  and  to  God. 

4i20«  C  M.  Anonymous. 

"Cast  me  not  off  in  the  time  of  old  age;  forsake  me  not 
when  my  strength  failethy 

1  When  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  years 

My  feeble  feet  shall  tread, 
And  I  survey  the  various  scenes 
Through  which  I  have  been  led : 

2  How  many  mercies  will  my  life 

Before  my  view  unfold  ! 
What  countless  dangers  will  be  past, 
What  tales  of  sorrow  told  ! 

3  But  yet,  my  soul,  if  thou  canst  say 

I  've  seen  my  God  in  all ; 
In  every  blessing  owned  his  hand, 
In  every  loss  his  call : 

4  If  piety  has  marked  my  steps, 

And  love  my  actions  formed, 
And  purity  possessed  my  heart, 
And  truth  my  lips  adorned  : 
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430.  PIETY   IN   AGE. 

5  If  I  an  aged  servant  am 

Of  Jesus  and  of  God, 
I  need  not  fear  the  closing  scene, 
Nor  dread  the  appointed  road. 

6  This  scene  will  all  my  labours  end  ; 

This  road  conduct  on  high ; 
With  comfort  I  '11  review  the  past. 
And  triumph  though  I  die. 

430.  C.  M.         Watts. 

Old  Age  anticipated. 

1  My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 

I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  borne  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  My  frame  was  fashioned  by  thy  power, 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine ; 
And  since  my  life's  first  dawning  hour, 
I  've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

And  shadows  dim  mine  eyes ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They  'Jl  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 


COMMUNION    WITH    GOD.       431 ,  432* 

431*  L.  JML  Doddridge. 

Seeing  the  Invisible. 

1  Eternal  and  immortal  King  ! 

Thy  peerless  splendours  none  can  bear  ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes, 
When  God  with  all  his  glory 's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 
The  great  Invisible  can  see ; 

And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy, 
In  fixed  regard,  great  God,  to  thee. 

3  Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin, 
Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears ; 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul, 
The  likeness  it  contemplates,  wears. 

4  O  ever  conscious  to  my  heart ! 
Witness  to  its  supreme  desire ; 
Behold  it  presseth  on  to  thee, 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

5  This  one  petition  would  it  urge — 
To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight : 

In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight ! 

432.      L.  M.      61.       bp.heber. 

The  Refuge  of  the  Soul. 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here ; 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray : 
Turn  not,  O  Lord !  thy  guests  away  ! 


433,  434.     communion  with  god. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain, 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay : 
Turn  not,  O  Lord !  thy  guests  away ! 

433.  10s.    M.         Dr.  Johnson. 

Imploring  Divine  Light. 

1  O  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds 

presides, 
Whose   voice    created,    and  whose   wisdom 

guides  ! 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine  ! 

2  'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence,  and  holy  rest ! 
From  thee,   great  God !    we  spring,  to  thee 

we  tend, 
Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end. 

434.         S.    M.         Watts. 
Seeking  God. 

1  My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine ; 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore ; 

Not  travellers  in  desert  lands  * 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 


COMMUNION    WITH    GOD.  435. 

3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
No  relish  can  afford  • 

No  joy  can  be  compared  to  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

4  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

5  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps : 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

435.         L.  M.  Watts. 

11  Truly  my  soul  waiteth  upon  God," 

1  My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone : 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due ; 

He  must  be  feared  and  trusted  too." 

4  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone ; 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

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430.  437.       COMMUNION   WITH   god. 

436*  L.   M.  Montgomery. 

11 0  God,  my  soul  thirsteth  for  thee.11  •» 

1  O  God  !  thou  art  my  God  alone ; 
Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 
I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God ; 

Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways ; 
I  lean  upon  thy  staff  and  rod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
When  I  remember  on  my  bed, 

Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 
Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me  ; 

For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 
Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

5  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice, 
For  all  thy  mercy,  I  will  give ; 

My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice, 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 

437.  C.    M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

A  Vision  of  God. 

1  My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 
Afford  superior  joy, 
To  all  the  flattering  world  can  give. 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 


THE    KNOWLEDGE    OF    GOD.  438. 

2  But  clouds  and  darkness  intervene, 

My  brightest  joys  decline ; 
And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 
This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee ; 

Unsatisfied  I  stray; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin 
With  thy  enlivening  ray. 

4  O  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  every  cloud  remove ; 
Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above. 

5  Lord,  raise  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 

To  those  transporting  joys ; 
Then  shall  I  scorn  each  little  snare 
Which  this  vain  world  employs. 

6  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep, 

To  life  I  shall  awake  ; 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heavenly  bliss  partake. 

4doi  vv.  JY1.  Doddridge. 

The  Knowledge  of  God. 

1  Shine  forth,  Eternal  source  of  light ! 

And  make  thy  glories  known ; 
Fill  our  enlarged,  adoring  sight 
With  lustre  all  thine  own. 

2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays 

The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 
And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Is  in  thy  presence  lost. 


439.  THE    LOVE    OF   GOD. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill ; 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 
True  life  to  obey  thy  will. 

4  For  this  I  long,  for  this  I  pray, 

And  following  on  pursue, 
Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 


439.  S.  M.         Patrick. 

The  Fatherly  Love  of  God. 

[     God,  who  is  just  and  kind, 
Will  those  who  err  instruct, 

And  to  the  paths  of  righteousness 
Their  wandering  steps  conduct. 

I     The  humble  soul  he  guides, 
Teaches  the  meek  his  way, 

Kindness  and  truth  he  shows  to  all 
Who  his  just  laws  obey. 

\     Give  me  the  tender  heart 
That  mixes  fear  with  love, 

And  lead  me  through  whatever  path 
Thy  wisdom  shall  approve. 

[    Oh  !  ever  keep  my  soul 

From  error,  shame  and  guilt ; 

Nor  suffer  the  fair  hope  to  fail, 
Which  on  thy  truth  is  built. 


THE    LOVE    OF    GOD.  440,  441* 


440.  8  &  7s.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

The  Love  of  God. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

Ail  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive ; 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

441.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

The  Bread  from  Heaven. 

1  Father  !  supply  my  every  need ; 
Sustain  the  life  thyself  hast  given ; 
Oh  !  grant  the  never-failing  bread, 

The  manna  that  comes  down  from  heaven ! 

2  The  gracious  fruits  of  righteousness. 
Thy  blessings'  unexhausted  store. 
In  me  abundantly  increase, 

Nor  ever  let  me  hunger  more  ! 


443?  443.  THE    LOVE    OF   GOD. 

4r<42.  C.    M.  DODDRIDGE. 

The  Bands  of  Love. 

1  My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine ! 

How  soft,  and  yet  how  strong ! 
Thy  power  and  truth  and  love  combine 
To  lead  our  souls  along. 

2  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thousand  sins 

Thy  mercy  takes  away ; 
Thy  grace,  when  first  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 

3  Comfort,  through  all  this  vale  of  tears, 

In  rich  profusion  flows, 
And  glory,  through  unnumbered  years, 
Thy  sacred  Word  bestows. 

4  Drawn  by  such  cords,  our  hearts  shall  move, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet; 
And,  captive  in  the  willing  chain, 
We  fall  before  thy  feet. 

443  •  C  M.  Doddridge. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 


THE    LOVE    OF    GOD.  4/lfl.. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  called, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee  amidst  the  social  band, — 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

6  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 

Let  all  our  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear  the  last. 


4-44:.         L.  M.         61.         Moravian. 

The  Hidden  Love  of  God, 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 

Whose  depth  unfathomed  no  man  knows ; 

I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose. 

My  heart  is  pained ;  nor  can  it  be 

At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove ; 
And  fain  I  would;  but  though  my  will 
Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 


443. 


THE    LOVE    OF    GOD. 


3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee : 
Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 
No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee- ward  tend? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  1 
Oh  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

4-45.      L.  M.      j.  f.  oberlin. 

Clinging  to  God. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart: 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy: 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place  ; 
And  whereso'er  my  lot  may  be, 

Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  earthly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 


DEVOTION    TO    GOD.  1 16,  44T. 

4:4LO»         7s.  M.         6  1.         Montgomery. 
Tfte  <Som^  Panting  for  God. 

1  As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks ; 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see ; 
When,  O,  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  1 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole ; 
Why  art  thou  disquieted? 

God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head. 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

44T.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Devotion  to  God. 

1  My  gracious  God,  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay ; 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates,  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
Thy  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend ) 

3  Thy  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigour  is  no  more ; 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
Thy  love  hath  animating  power. 

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448?  449.  PEACE    WITH    GOD. 

448.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Subjection  to  the  Father  of  our  Spirits. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought ! 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot ; 

Whilst  thee,  great  Parent-mind  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

2  Whilst  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 
Of  thee  some  faint  reflected  ray, 
They  wondering  to  their  Father  rise ; 

His  power  how  vast !  his  thoughts  how  wise ! 

3  O  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace ; 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love. 

4:4:9.  C.   M.  Rippon's  Coll. 

Peace  with  God. 

1  Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end," 


LIVING    TO    GOD.  150,    I/?  1  . 

450.  S.  M.  Herbert. 

"Do  all  to  the  glory  of  God." 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see ; 

And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee ! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 
While  still  to  thee  I  tend ; 

In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way, — 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake : 
Nothing  so  small  can  be, 

But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
E'en  servile  labours  shine  ; 

Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 


4ol«  O.   JM.  Doddridge. 

Living  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

1  Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 

With  rays  of  beauty  shine ; 
O  let  thy  favour  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 


453*  LIVING   TO   GOD. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labours  cease, 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 


452.        L.  M.        6  1.       Moravian. 
Living  to  God. 

O  draw  me.  Father,  after  thee  ! 
So  shall  I  run  and  never  tire ; 
With  gracious  words  still  comfort  me ; 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  sole  desire ; 
Free  me  from  every  weight ;  nor  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  if  thou  art  here. 

From  all  eternity,  with  love 
Unchangeable  thou  hast  me  viewed ; 
Ere  knew  this  beating  heart  to  move, 
Thy  tender  mercies  me  pursued  ; 
Ever  with  me  may  they  abide, 
And  close  me  in  on  every  side. 

In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power ; 

And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

My  God  !  in  that  most  solemn  hour. 

In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 

And  bear  me  through  death's  whelming  tide. 


LIVING    TO    GOD.  453,    4.54. 

453.      L.  M.      keele. 

flNot  that  thou  wouldst  take  them  out  of  the  world,  but  keep 
them  from  its  evil." 

1  Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 

When  they  have  sworn  and  steadfast  mean, 
Counting  the  cost,  in  all  t'  espy 
Their  God,  in  all  themselves  deny. 

2  O  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk, 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

3  We  need  not  bid,  for  cloister' d  cell, 
Our  neighbour  and  our  work  farewell, 
Nor  strive  to  wind  ourselves  too  high 
For  sinful  man  beneath  the  sky : 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves ;  a  road 

To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 

4r54r,  lis.   M.  Montgomery. 

"  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd." 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I 

know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow; 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 

oppressed. 

2  Through   the   valley  and   shadow  of  death 

though  I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay, 
No  harm  shall  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 
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l»15.  GOD   OUR   SHEPHERD. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread, 
With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth 

o'er, 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointestmy  head; 

0  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  1 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 
Still  follow  my  steps,  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 

1  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  king- 
dom of  love. 

455.  7s.   M.         Merrick. 

"  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd." 

1  Lo,  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine  ! 
Want  shall  never  more  be  mine  : 
In  a  pasture  fair  and  large, 

He  shall  feed  his  happy  charge. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
He  shall  lead  my  weary  feet 

To  the  streams  that  still  and  slow 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  He  my  soul  anew  shall  frame, 
And,  his  mercy  to  proclaim, 

When  through  devious  paths  I  stray, 
Teach  my  steps  the  better  way. 

4  Thou  my  plenteous  board  hast  spread ; 
Thou  with  oil  refreshed  my  head ; 
Filled  by  thee,  my  cup  o'errlows ; 

For  thy  love  no  limit  knows. 

5  Constant,  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend, 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 


GOD    OUR    SHEPHERD.  4L*>6,  4U57. 

4:5G»  CM.  STERNHOLD. 

"  T/ie  Lord  is  my  Shepherd." 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 

I  therefore  nothing  need ; 
In  pastures  fair,  near  pleasant  streams, 

He  setteth  me  to  feed. 

He  shall  convert  and  glad  my  soul, 

And  bring  my  mind  in  frame 
To  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness, 

For  his  most  holy  name. 

Yea,  though  I  walk  the  vale  of  death, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  they  comfort  me, 

And  thou  art  with  me  still. 

And,  in  the  presence  of  my  foes, 

My  table  thou  shalt  spread ; 
Thou  wilt  rill  full  my  cup,  and  thou 

Anointed  hast  my  head. 

Through  all  my  life  thy  favour  is 

So  frankly  shown  to  me, 
That  in  thy  house  for  evermore 

My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

457.  L.  M.        6  1.  Addison. 

"  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd." 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 


458.  DIVINE    WISDOM. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord !  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

4:58.  S.  M.  Scott,  alt'd. 

"Doth  not  Wisdom  cryV 

1  'T  is  Wisdom's  earnest  cry, 
Wisdom,  the  voice  of  God  ; 

To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high, 
She  speaks  his  will  abroad. 

2  Within  the  human  breast 
Her  strong  monitions  plead ; 

She  thunders  her  divine  protest 
Against  the  unrighteous  deed. 

3  Within  the  holy  place, 

She  calls,  with  open  arms, — 
"  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embrace 
Folly's  deceiving  charms  ? 


THE    DIVINE    EXAMPLE.  159. 

4  "  My  joys  unsensual  taste; 
Come,  drink  of  wisdom's  wine; 

No  sorrow  poisons  my  repast, 
The  banquet  is  divine. 

5  "  My  ways  are  ways  of  peace ; 
My  pleasures  never  cloy ; 

The  bliss  I  give  will  never  cease, 
But  lead  to  endless  joy." 

459.  L.   M.  Rippon's  Coll. 

ilBe  perfect,  as  your  Father  in  heaven  is  perfect." 

1  Great  Author  of  the  immortal  mind  ! 
For  noblest  thoughts  and  views  designed, 
Make  me  ambitious  to  express 

The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  While  I  thy  boundless  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire ; 
Thus  shall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise, 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies ; 

And,  when  thy  rain  from  heaven  descends, 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine ; 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine ; 

So  shall  I  feel  another  s  woe, 
And  cheerful  feed  a  hungry  foe. 

5  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  sins  which  I  have  done ; 
O,  may  the  grace  which  pardons  me, 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee ! 


460?  40 1.  THE    TRUE    RICHES. 

4r60»  C.   M.  Montgomery. 

The  Law  of  the  Lord. 

1  Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light, 

Thy  testimonies  sure ; 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandments  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 

Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  heart, 

The  day-spring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes ; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within? 
Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes, 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, 

The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind, 
O  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
With  thee  acceptance  find. 


461.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

The  True  Riches. 

1  Our  joy  is  a  created  good ; 

How  soon  it  fades  away  ! 
Fades,  at  the  morning  hour  bestowed, 
Before  the  noon  of  day. 

2  Joy,  by  its  violent  excess, 

To  certain  ruin  tends ; 
And  all  our  rapturous  happiness 
In  hasty  sorrow  ends. 


THE    TRUE    RICHES.  462. 

3  In  vain  doth  earthly  bliss  afford 

A  momentary  shade ; 
It  rises  like  the  prophet's  gourd, 
And  withers  o'er  our  head. 

4  But  of  the  Saviour's  love  possessed, 

No  more  for  earth  we  pine ; 
Secure  of  everlasting  rest 
Beneath  the  heavenly  vine. 

462.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

The  Riches  of  Heavenly  Wisdom. 

1  Happy  the  man,  who  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race, 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Wisdom  divine !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross,  compared  to  her. 

3  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches,  and  immortal  praise ; 
Riches  of  Christ,  on  all  bestowed, 

And  honour  that  descends  from  God. 

4  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, 
Chaste,  holy,  innocent  delights  : 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

5  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains ; 
Thrice  happy,  who  his  guest  retains  ; 
He  owns,  and  shall  forever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  Heaven  are  one. 


463,  464.  THE    TRUE    RICHES. 

4:63*         C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  True  Riches. 

1  When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 

And  wanders  nnconfined 
Amidst  the  unbounded  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind : 

2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  sacred  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  false  and  flattering  wile ; 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy, 
But  our  Creators  smile? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

5  Thy  favour,  Lord,  is  all  we  want, 

Here  would  our  spirit  rest ; 
O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  us  fully  blest. 


464.  L.  M.         Watts. 

Tlie  Blessings  of  Piety. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

Shun  the  broad  road  which  sinners  tread ; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  hears  the  scoffer's  tongue  with  dread 


A   PIOUS   LIFE.  465* 

2  Who  loves  to  spend  the  morning  light 
In  high  communion  with  the  Lord, 
And  pass  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
In  pondering  o'er  his  holy  word. 

3  He,  like  the  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green; 

And  Heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  woric  his  hands  begin. 

4  Not  so  the  thoughtless  and  profane ! 
As  dust  before  the  tempest  flies, 

So  shall  their  flattering  hopes  be  vain, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

465.  S.  M.  Scott. 

The  Changes  of  Life. 

1  As  various  as  the  moon 
Is  man's  estate  below; 

To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 
Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

2  The  night  of  woe  resigns 
Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 

Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines, 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3  Yet  not  to  fickle  chance 
Is  man's  condition  given; 

His  dark  and  shining  hours  advance 
By  the  fixed  laws  of  Heaven. 

4  God  measures  unto  all 
Their  lot  of  good  or  ill ; 

Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small, 
Ordained  by  wisest  will. 

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460.  A    PIOUS    LIFE. 

5  Let  man  conform  his  mind 
To  every  changing  state ; 

Rejoicing  now,  and  now  resigned, 
And  the  great  issue  wait. 

6  Hopeful  and  humble,  bear 
Thine  evil  and  thy  good  : 

Nor,  by  presumption  nor  despair, 
Weak  mortal,  be  subdued. 

4:66.  C.    M.         Mrs.  Steele. 

"  The  fashion  of  this  world  passeth  away." 

1  How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 

Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies? 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay ; 

They  fade  upon  the  sight : 
And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  earth's  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

4  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

5  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 


a  pious  life.  4675  468. 

6  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

467.  C.  P.   M.  C.Wesley. 

Contemplation  of  the  Judgment. 

1  O  God  !  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
To  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

2  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  to  insure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
To  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

3  Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 

468.      L.  M.      Bo  wring. 

Light  in  Darkness. 

1  If  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 
Were  prison'd  in  life's  narrow  bound; 
If,  travellers  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
We  saw  no  better  world  beyond ; 


469.  A    PIOUS    LIFE. 

2  O,  what  could  check  the  rising  sigh, 
What  earthly  thing  could  pleasure  give  ? 
O,  who  would  venture  then  to  die — 

O,  who  could  then  endure  to  live  ? 

3  And  such  were  life,  without  the  ray 
From  our  divine  religion  given ; 

'Tis  this  that  makes  our  darkness  day; 
'Tis  this  that  makes  our  earth  a  heaven. 

4  Bright  is  the  golden  sun, above, 

And  beautiful  the  flowers  that  bloom ; 
And  all  is  joy,  and  all  is  love, 
Reflected  from  a  world  to  come. 


469.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  righteous  are  in  the  hands  of  God. 

1  My  God,  the  steps  of  righteous  men 

Are  ordered  by  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  fall  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home ; 
God  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

3  For  them,  when  earthly  streams  are  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 
And  raise  their  pleasures  high. 

4  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  seal  up  their  eyes ; 
Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day 
Spring  upward  in  the  skies. 


DEPENDENCE    ON    GOD.         470j  471. 

5  Beyond  the  heavens'  created  rounds 
Their  glorious  hopes  extend; 
Their  life  outlasts  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

470.  10s.  M.  Sir  John  Davies. 

"  O,  what  is  man?  " 

1  Oh  !  what  is  man,  great  Maker  of  mankind  ! 
That  thou  to  him  so  great  respect  dost  bear ! 
That  thou  adorn' st  him  with  so  bright  a  mind, 
Mak'st  him  a  king,  and  e'en  an  angel's  peer  ! 

2  Oh  !  what  a  lively  life,  what  heavenly  power, 
What  spreading  virtue,  what  a  sparkling  fire ! 
How  great,  how  plentiful,  how  rich  a  dower 
Dost  thou  within  this  dying  flesh  inspire  ! 

3  Nor  hast  thou  given  fhese  blessings  for  a  day, 
Nor  made  them  on  the  body's  life  depend; 
The  soul,  though  made  in  time,  survives  for 

aye; 
And  though  it  hath  beginning,  sees  no  end. 

471.       C.  M.      cowper. 

"  The  way  of  man  is  not  in  himself." 

1  Weak  and  irresolute  is  man : 

The  purpose  of  to-day, 
Woven  with  pains  into  his  plan, 
To-morrow  rends  away. 

2  Some  foe  to  his  upright  intent 

Finds  out  his  weaker  part ; 
Virtue  engages  his  assent, 
But  pleasure  wins  his  heart. 
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4:72.  DEPENDENCE    ON    GOD. 

3  Bound  on  a  voyage  of  awful  length, 

Through  dangers  little  known; 
A  stranger  to  superior  strength, 
Man  vainly  trusts  his  own. 

4  But  oars  alone  can  ne'er  prevail 

To  reach  the  distant  coast ; 
The  breath  of  heaven  must  swell  the  sail, 
Or  all  the  toil  is  lost. 

472.  L.   M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

"It  is  not  in  man  that  walketh  to  direct  his  steps." 

1  God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 

Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see  ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O !  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast; 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 


DEPENDENCE    ON    GOD.        473,  474. 

473.  CM.  Scott. 

"  God  giveth  the  Victory." 

1  The  swift  not  always  in  the  race 

Shall  win  the  crowning  prize  ; 
Not  always  wealth  and  honour  grace 
The  labours  of  the  wise. 

2  Fond  mortals  but  themselves  beguile 

When  on  themselves  they  rest : 
Blind  is  their  wisdom,  weak  their  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

3  Evil  and  good  before  thee  stand, 

Thy  missions  to  perform ; 
The  blessing  comes  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  the  storm. 

4  O  Lord,  in  all  our  ways  we  '11  own 

Thy  providential  power, 
Intrusting  to  thy  care  alone 
The  lot  of  every  hour. 


474.  CM.         Watts. 

"  Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God." 

1  O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 


475.  HEAVENWARD    HOPE. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees; 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen. 

Beyond  this  world  and  time ; 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honours  here  : 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

475.  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Hope  laid  up  in  Heaven. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 

To  mansions  in  the  skies ; 
He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 

With  undesiring  eyes.  <. 

2  He  knows  that  all  these  fleeting  things 

Must  yield  to  sure  decay ; 
And  sees  on  time's  extended  wings 
How  swift  they  pass  away. 

3  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

A  beam  of  sacred  light 
Directs  his  view;  his  prospects  rise 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

4  His  hopes,  still  fixed  on  joys  to  come, 

Those  blissful  scenes  on  high, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  bloom 
When  time,  and  nature  die. 


RELIANCE    ON    GOD.  476,  477. 

4r76»  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

"iWy  times  are  in  thy  hand." 

1  To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known ; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die ; 
And  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 

477.      7s.  M.      Ryland. 

"  My  times  are  in  thy  hand." 

1  Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise! 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 


478,  SEED-TIME. 

2  Thou  didst  form  me  by  thy  power ; 
Thou  wilt  guide  me  hour  by  hour  ; 
All  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Ordered  by  thy  wise  decree ; 

3  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health ; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief; 

4  Times  temptation's  power  to  prove; 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love; 
All  is  fixed,  the  means  and  end, 

As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 

4rT8«  S.  M.         Montgomery. 

"Blessed  are  ye  that  sow  beside  all  waters.11 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thine  hand ; 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed. 
Broad  cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Beside  all  waters  sow, 
The  highway  furrows  stock, 

Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground. 
Expect  not  here,  nor  there ; 

O'er  hill  and  dale,  by  plots  'tis  found; 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere. 

4  Thou  knowest  not  which  may  thrive, 
The  late  or  early  sown ; 

Grace  keeps  the  precious  germs  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown. 


RELIANCE    ON    GOD. 


479. 


5  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength. 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

6  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist  and  dry, 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain, 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4:79.  CM.         Heginbotham. 

Praising  God  in  all  Changes. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 

My  Father  and  my  God  ! 
I  '11  sing  the  honours  of  thy  name ; 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear ; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  lengthening  year. 

3  In  all  these  mercies  may  my  soul 

A  fathers  bounty  see  : 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  In  every  changing  state  of  life, 

Each  bright,  each  gloomy  scene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
Still  equal  and  serene. 

5  Then  will  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  distressing  fear  ; 
For  death  itself  is  life,  my  God, 
If  thou  art  with  me  there, 


480?  481.  TRUST    IN   GOD. 

480.  CM.  Tate  and  Brady. 

Praising  God  through  all  Changes. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 

Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 

Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ! 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints ;  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

4:8 1*  C    M.  Heginbotham. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  Death. 

1   My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God ! 
Through  all  my  mortal  days; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 


TRUST   IN   GOD.  482. 

2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope, 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  : 
Devotion  heightens  all  my  bliss, 
And  sanctifies  my  joy. 

3  When  gloomy  care  or  keen  distress 

Invades  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  soothe  my  pains  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honours  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  And  though  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

Though  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 
Yet  shall  my  soul  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

6  Then  shall  my  powers  in  endless  strains 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  : 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

4:82.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  in  Death. 

God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 
My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 
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483.  TRUST    IN    GOD. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  O,  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more ; 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains ; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 


483.  L.  M.  Browne. 

Depende?ice  on  Providence. 

1  Great  Lord  of  earth  and  seas  and  skies  ! 
Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  supplies ; 
And  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  arm, 
We  live  secured  from  every  harm. 

2  To  thee  perpetual  thanks  we  owe 
For  all  our  comforts  here  below ; 
Our  daily  bread  thy  bounty  gives, 
And  every  rising  want  relieves. 

3  To  thee  we  cheerful  homage  bring ; 
In  grateful  hymns  thy  praises  sing; 
On  thee  we  ever  will  depend, 

The  rich,  the  sure,  the  faithful  friend. 


TRUST  IN  GOD.  4843  485. 

4r84»  S.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Way  of  God  with  the  Spirit. 

1  'Tis  God  the  spirit  leads 
In  paths  before  unknown  : 

The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours ; 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Assisted  by  his  grace, 
We  still  pursue  our  way ; 

And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'T  is  he  that  works  to  will  ; 
'T  is  he  that  works  to  do ; 

His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

4c$0»  JLi.  ItX.  Montgomery. 

Religion  our  Guide  in  Life  and  Death. 

1  Through  shades  and  solitudes  profound, 
The  fainting  traveler  winds  his  way; 
Bewildering  meteors  glare  around, 
And  tempt  his  wandering  feet  astray. 

2  Thus  mortals,  blind  and  weak,  below, 
Pursue  the  phantom  bliss  in  vain  ; 
The  world 's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
And  life  a  pilgrimage  of  pain ! 

3  Till  mild  Religion,  from  above, 
Descends,  a  sweet,  engaging  form, 
The  messenger  of  heavenly  love, 
The  bow  of  promise  in  a  storm  ! 


4:86.  TRUST    IN    GOD. 

4  Ambition,  pride,  revenge  depart, 
And  folly  flies  her  chastening  rod ; 
She  makes  the  humble,  contrite  heart 
A  temple  of  the  living  God. 

5  Beyond  the  narrow  vale  of  time, 
Where  bright  celestial  ages  roll, 
To  scenes  eternal,  scenes  sublime, 
She  points  the  way,  and  leads  the  soul. 

6  At  her  approach  the  grave  appears 
The  gate  of  Paradise  restored  ; 

Her  voice  the  watching  cherub  hears, 
And  drops  his  double,  flaming  sword. 

7  Baptized  with  her  renewing  fire, 
May  we  the  crown  of  glory  gain ; 
Rise  when  the  host  of  heaven  expire, 
And  reign  with  God,  forever  reign, 

48  6  •  CM.  Doddridge. 

"For  he  knoiveth  our  frame." 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name, 

And  make  that  name  our  trust, 
Which  raised  at  first  this  curious  frame 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust. 

2  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabric  of  a  day  ; 
Then  know  their  vital  powers  no  more, 
But  moulder  back  to  clay. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  whate'er  is  felt  or  feared, 

This  thought  is  our  repose, 
That  he,  by  whom  this  frame  was  reared, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 


PRAISE  IN  PROSPERITY  AND  ADVERSITY.     487. 

4  Thou  view' st  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

While  struggling  with  our  load : 
In  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh. 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 

5  Gently  supported  by  thy  love, 

We  tend  to  realms  of  peace, 
Where  every  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 

4:8*7  •  7s.  M.         Mrs.  Barb auld. 

Praise  in  Prosperity  and  in  Adversity. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ; 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield ; 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use  : 

3  Flocks,  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain, 
Clouds,  that  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
Suns,  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse : 

4  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'ernowing  stores : 


These  to  thee,  our  God !  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 
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488.  DIVINE    GUIDANCE. 

6  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green,  untimely  fruit: 

7  Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain ; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy : 

8  Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise ; 
And,  when  every  blessing 's  flown, 
Love  thee — for  thyself  alone. 

488.  L.   M.  Sir  Walter  Scott. 

The  Pillar  of  a  Cloud  and  the  Pillar  of  Fire. 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  the  astonished  lands 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 

By  night  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 

To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

4  And  O,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-surfering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light ! 


DIVINE    HELP    AND    PEACE.     4§9j  490. 

489.  C.    M.  MlLMAN. 

"Lord,  be  thou  my  Helper." 

1  Oh  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succour  give : 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  Oh  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
Oh  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  Oh  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  Oh  help  us,  Father !  from  on  high, 

We  know  no  help  but  thee ; 
Oh  !  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 


490.         L.  M.         6  1.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

[Written  in  sickness,  March,  1836.] 
Prayer  for  Peace  in  God. 

L  Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 
Falls  kindly  on  my  burdened  soul ; 
I  see  its  merciful  intent, 
To  warn  me  back  to  thy  control ; 
And  pray,  that  while  I  kiss  the  rod, 
I  may  find  perfect  peace  with  God. 


401.  GOD  OUR  REFUGE. 

2  The  errors  of  my  heart  I  know  ; 
I  feel  my  deep  infirmities ; 

For  often  virtuous  feelings  glow, 
And  holy  purposes  arise  : 
But  like  the  morning  clouds  decay, 
As  empty,  though  as  fair,  as  they. 

3  Forgive  the  weakness  I  deplore : 
And  let  thy  peace  abound  in  me ; 
That  I  may  trust  myself  no  more, 
But  wholly  cast  myself  on  thee. 

Oh  !  let  my  Father's  strength  be  mine, 
And  my  devoted  life  be  thine. 

491.  L.    M.  HUTTON. 

The  Mighty  God  our  Refuge. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah,  slow  to  wrath, 
In  awful  glory  holds  his  seat ; 

In  storms  and  whirlwinds  hides  his  path, 
And  treads  the  clouds  beneath  his  feet. 

2  He  chides  the  sea — and  it  is  dry ! 

He  smites  the  streams — they  waste  away- 
Carmel's  and  Bashan's  pastures  die, 
And  flowers  of  Lebanon  decay. 

3  The  mountains  shake  beneath  his  look ; 
Hills  melt — earth's  old  foundations  burn: 
What  might  can  stand  his  fierce  rebuke, 
Which  bids  the  rocks  to  overturn ! 

4  How  safe  are  they  who  trust  his  power, 
Who  fix  their  hearts  and  hopes  above ! 
He  is  their  shield  in  danger's  hour, 
And  heals  their  sorrows  with  his  love. 


GOD   OUR   REFUGE.  49S?  493. 

492.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  our  Refuge  and  Hope. 

1  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

4  Behold  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

493.  S.  M.         M.  McGuion. 

The  Water  of  Life. 

1     The  fountain  in  its  source 
No  drought  of  summer  fears ; 
The  farther  it  pursues  its  course, 
The  nobler  it  appears. 


494.  GOD    OUR   REFUGE. 

2  But  shallow  cisterns  yield 
A  scanty,  short  supply; 

The  morning  sees  them  amply  filled. 
At  evening  they  are  dry. 

3  The  cisterns  I  forsake, 

O  fount  of  bliss,  for  thee  ! 
My  thirst  with  living  waters  slake, 
And  drink  eternity. 

494.      C.  M.      cowper. 

' '  God  will  provide. ' ' 

1  When  Hagar  found  the  bottle  spent, 

And  wept  o'er  Ishmael, 
A  message  from  the  Lord  was  sent 
To  guide  her  to  a  well. 

2  Should  not  Elijah's  cake  and  cruse 

Convince  us,  at  this  day, 
A  gracious  God  will  not  refuse 
Provisions  by  the  way? 

3  His  saints  and  servants  shall  be  fed, 

The  promise  is  secure; 
"Bread  shall  be  given  them,"  as  he  said, 
"  Their  water  shall  be  sure." 

4  Repasts  far  richer  they  shall  prove, 

Than  all  earth's  dainties  are; 
'T  is  sweet  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love, 
Though  in  the  meanest  fare. 

5  To  Jesus,  then,  your  trouble  bring, 

Nor  murmur  at  your  lot ; 
While  you  are  poor,  and  he  is  King, 
You  shall  not  be  forgot. 


TRUST   IN   GOD.  495,  490. 

4:95.  CM.  Doddridge. 

God  our  Salvation  and  Happiness. 

1  How  long  shall  dreams  of  creature-bliss 

Our  flattering  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  1 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought  1 
While  our  eternal  Rock  ;s  forsook, 
And  Israel's  God  forgot. 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view  ; 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 

With  gentle  pity  see ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct, 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  thee. 

496.  L.   M.  Beard's  Coll. 

God's  Care  our  Comfort. 

1  Oh  !  sweet  it  is  to  know,  to  feel, 

In  all  our  gloom,  our  wanderings  here, 
No  night  of  sorrow  can  conceal 
Man  from  thy  notice,  from  thy  care. 

2  When  disciplined  by  long  distress, 
And  led  through  paths  of  fear  and  woe, 
Say,  dost  thou  love  thy  children  less? 
No  !  ever-gracious  Father,  no  ! 


4973  498.  TRUST  IN  GOD. 

3  No  distance  can  outreach  thine  eye, 
No  night  obscure  thy  endless  day : 
Be  this  my  comfort  when  I  sigh, 
Be  this  my  safeguard  when  I  stray. 


497.  L.  M.  Moravian. 

"He  will  be  our  Guide  even  unto  death.''1 

1  O  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe ; 
O  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

4:98.  C.   M.         Mrs.  Steexe. 

Trust  in  God's  Word. 

1  When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, 
My  trembling  heart  dismay, 
My  feeble  strength,  alas,  how  vain, 
It  sinks  and  dies  away. 


TRUST    IN    GOD. 


499. 


2  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop ; 

I  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know ; 
And  't  is  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  'Tis  this  upholds  the  rolling  spheres, 

And  heaven's  immortal  frame ; 
Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears, — 
My  basis  is  the  same. 

5  Thy  sacred  word,  thy  solemn  oath, 

Forever  must  remain ; 
I  trust  in  everlasting  truth, 
Nor  shall  my  trust  be  vain. 

499.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Trust  in  the  Presence  and  Help  of  God. 

1  And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 

To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  forever  near? 

2  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  formed  the  earth, 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  \ 

3  On  this  support  our  souls  shall  lean, 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  will  smile, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 
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500,  501.  TRUST   IN    GOD. 

4  While  we  his  gracious  succour  prove, 
Midst  all  our  various  ways, 
The  darkest  shades,  through  which  we  pass, 
Shall  echo  with  his  praise. 

300*  L.  M.         Tate  and  Brady. 

"  Thou  art  my  Helper,  O  my  God." 

1  No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 
A  fortress,  and  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God, 
My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  Thou  to  the  just  shalt  justice  show ; 
The  pure  thy  purity  shall  see : 
Such  as  perversely  choose  to  go, 
Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

4  Then  who  deserves  to  be  adored, 
But  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend? 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend  1 

501*         L.  M.         Mrs.  Cotterill. 
Subjection  to  the  Divine  Will. 

1  O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand ! 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 


TRUST    IN    GOD.  502* 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be. 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee : 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 

502.         CM.         J.Newton. 
Trust  in  God. 

1  O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 

With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ; 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  To  them,  in  each  distressing  hour, 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 
And  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power, 
He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

3  He  helped  his  saints  in  ancient  days 

Who  trusted  in  his  name ; 
And  we  can  witness  to  his  praise, — 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

4  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 

And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 

And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 


503*  TRUST   IN   GOD. 

5  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

6  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 

The  tokens  of  thy  love. 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise 
To  worship  thee  above. 

503.  S.  M.         Moravian. 

Reliance  on  God. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  God  counts  thy  tears ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 

Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  He  every  where  hath  rule, 
And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 

His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

4  Thou  comprehend' st  him  not; 
Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 

God  sits  as  sovereign  on  the  throne ; 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  : 

O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee ! 


TRUST    IN    GOD.  •501,  505. 

6     Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 
Boldly  thy  truth  declare ; 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath. 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

504.      L.  M.      j.  roscoe. 

Grateful  Reliance  on  God 

1  How  rich  the  blessings,  O  my  God, 
Which  teach  this  grateful  heart  to  glow ; 
How  kindly  poured,  and  free  bestowed, 
The  rivers  of  thy  mercy  flow  ! 

2  How  calmly  rolls  the  sea  of  life ; 
Secure  in  thine  immortal  trust, 

The  soul  has  hushed  her  secret  strife, 
Nor  longer  shudders  at  the  dust. 

3  Though  sorrow's  cloud  awhile  o'ercast 
The  dawn  of  earthly  hope  and  joy, 
She  knows  that  it  must  soon  be  past, 
And  will  unveil  eternity. 

4  Then  virtue's  humble  toil  and  prayer 
Shall  stand  acknowledged  at  thy  throne, 
Triumphant  over  earthly  care ; 

And  the  blest  record  thou  wilt  own. 

505*         CM.  Doddridge. 

Reliance  on  the  Mercy  of  God. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame  ! 
We  own  thy  power  divine ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 
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506.  SUBMISSION    TO    GOD. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  those  who  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease ; 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 

506*      L.  M.      beddome. 

Submission. 

1  Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  one  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work, — the  cause  conceals ; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 
And,  midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod. 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


SUBMISSION    TO    GOD.  507" 5  508. 

507.  L.  M.  Bryant. 

"Blessed  are  they  that  mourn.'''' 

1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blessed  alone, 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep ; 

The  God,  who  loves  our  race,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  now  o'erflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O,  there  are  days  of  sunny  rest 
For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ! 
And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 
Sheddest  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day, 
And  numbered  every  secret  tear ; 

And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

50 8 •  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  voice  of  Divine  Pardon. 

1  My  Father  !  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  words  of  peace, 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace. 


500.  DIVINE    MERCY. 

2  With  gentle  smile  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven : 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I'll  tread; 
Cheerful  I  '11  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know ; 
The  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

509.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Carter. 

Mercy  to  the  Penitent. 

1  O  Thou,  the  wretched1  s  sure  retreat ! 

Who  dost  our  cares  control, 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peace 
Revive  the  fainting  soul ! 

2  Did  ever,  Lord,  thy  gracious  ear 

The  contrite  prayer  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  misery  humbly  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

3  Oppressed  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolved 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

4  From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  her  soft  and  cheering  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  dismal  night. 


DIVINE    CHASTISEMENTS.       510,  511. 

5  Our  hearts  adore  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
And  bless  the  friendly  ray 
Which  ushers  in  the  smiling  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

510*  CM.         West  Boston  Coll. 

God's  Chastisements  wise  and  just. 

1  If  Providence,  to  try  my  heart, 

Afflictions  should  prepare, 
To  God  submissive  may  I  bend, 
And  keep  me  from  despair. 

2  Whate'er  he  orders  must  be  just; 

Then  let  me  kiss  the  rod, 
Nor,  poorly  sunk,  at  all  distrust 
The  goodness  of  my  God. 

3  The  mind  to  which  I  owe  my  own, 

To  guide  this  mind  is  wise ; 
And  he,  to  whom  my  faults  are  known, 
The  fittest  to  chastise. 

4  Then,  till  life's  latest  sands  are  run, 

O  teach  me,  Power  Divine ! 
Still  to  reply,  thy  will  be  done, 
Whate'er  becomes  of  mine. 


511*         L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 

Religion  the  only  Comforter. 

Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart : 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care 
Which  nature  must,  but  cannot  bear  ? 


512.  DIVINE    DISCIPLINE. 

2  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obeyed? 
Too  weak,  alas,  her  strongest  aid ; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh, 
Whose  consolations  never  die. 

3  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  strong  control ; 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage, 
While  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page. 

4  Then,  gentle  Patience  smiles  on  pain ; 
Then,  dying  Hope  revives  again; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
While  Faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

512.         L.  M.         Doddridge. 
Weeping  Seed-Time  and  Joyful  Harvest.     Ps.  126. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers, 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  Nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive ; 

God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live ; 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3  The  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 

Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown ; 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 

And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes ! 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 

And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 


AFFLICTIONS.  513,  514. 

5  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 


513.  CM.  Wesley's  Coll. 

God  our  Reliance  in  Affliction. 

1  Father  of  lights  !  thy  needful  aid 

To  us  that  ask  impart ; 
Mistrustful  of  ourselves,  afraid 
Of  our  own  treacherous  heart. 

2  In  spite  of  our  resolves,  we  fear 

Our  own  infirmity, 
And  tremble  at  the  trial  near, 
And  cry,  O  God,  to  thee  ! 

3  Our  only  help  in  danger's  hour, 

Our  only  strength  thou  art ! 
Above  the  world,  and  all  its  power, 
And  greater  than  our  heart. 

4  If  on  thy  promised  grace  alone 

We  faithfully  depend, 
Thou  surely  wilt  preserve  thy  own, 
And  keep  them  to  the  end. 

5X4:»  L.    JVl.  DRUMMOND. 

li  Affliction  cometh  not  forth  of  the  dust." 

1  Affliction's  faded  form  draws  nigh, 
With  wrinkled  brow  and  downcast  eye, 
With  sackloth  on  her  bosom  spread, 
And  ashes  scattered  o?er  her  head. 


515.  AFFLICTIONS. 

2  But  deem  her  not  a  child  of  earth  ; 
From  heaven  she  draws  her  sacred  birth ; 
Beside  the  throne  of  God  she  stands, 

To  execute  his  dread  commands. 

3  Oft  as  in  pleasure's  paths  we  stray, 
Perplexed  in  sin's  deceitful  way, 

With  storms  she  thunders  o'er  our  heads, 
And  sudden  ruin  round  us  spreads. 

4  The  messenger  of  grace,  she  flies 
To  train  us  for  our  home,  the  skies ; 
And,  onward  as  we  move,  the  way 
Becomes  more  smooth,  more  bright  the  day. 

5  Her  weeds  to  robes  of  glory  turn, 

Her  looks  with  kindling  radiance  burn ; 
Her  lips  these  soothing  words  reveal, — 
"  God  smiles  to  bless,  he  wounds  to  heal !" 

51  5»  L.    M.  BOWRING. 

The  Mysteries  of  Affliction. 

1  Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God, 
And  fear  and  blindness  oft  repine ; 
We  murmur  'neath  his  chastening  rod, 
Because  we  read  not  his  design. 

2  Impending  clouds  his  love  has  spread 
O'er  this  low  vale  where  mortals  dwell ; 
And  oft  we  mourn  his  Spirit  fled, 
When  adverse  tempests  round  us  swell. 

3  But  in  those  storms  that  sometimes  roll, 
Our  mortal  dwellings  dark  above, 
Whose  threatening  shades  dismay  the  soul, 
Dwells  the  bright  presence  of  his  love. 


AFFLICTIONS.  Ol6. 

4  We  cannot  see  him — not  a  ray 
Of  all  his  glory  there  appears  ; 

And  oft  we  thread  our  darkened  way, 
Trembling  with  anxious  doubts  and  fears. 

5  Yet  faith  still  looks  beyond  the  gloom, 
While  hope's  bright  star  illumes  our  night; 
Pilgrims  of  earth  !  though  dark  the  tomb, 
It  leads  to  scenes  of  bliss  and  light. 

516*      L.  M.      roscoe. 

Trust  in  Affliction. 

1  My  Father  !  when  around  me  spread 
I  see  the  shadows  of  the  tomb, 

And  life's  bright  visions  droop  and  fade, 
And  darkness  veils  my  future  doom : 

2  O,  in  that  anguished  hour  I  turn, 
With  a  still  trusting  heart,  to  thee, 
And  holy  thoughts  still  shine  and  burn 
Amid  that  cold,  sad  destiny. 

3  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 
Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dim  with  tears  j 
The  hopes  of  earth  indeed  are  gone ; 

But  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years  ? 

4  Father  !  forgive  the  heart  that  clings 
Thus  trembling  to  the  joys  of  time  j 
And  bid  my  soul,  on  angel  wings, 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 

5  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust, 
No  sorrows  dim  celestial  love ; 

But  these  afflictions  of  the  dust 
Like  shadows  of  the  night  remove. 
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517,518.  RESIGNATION. 

6  E'en  now  above  there 's  radiant  day, 
While  clouds  and  darkness  brood  below : 
Then,  Father,  joyful  on  my  way 
To  drink  thy  bitter  cup  I  go. 

517.  C.  M.         Fergus. 

"  The  Lord  gave,  and  the  Lord  hath  taken  away." 

1  Lord,  every  blessing  is  from  thee ; 

And  shall  we  now  repine, 
If  thou  hast  taken  to  thyself, 
That  which  was  only  thine  1 

2  We  know  that  we  are  sinful,  poor, 

Helpless,  and  weak,  and  blind ; 
We  know  that  thou  art  merciful, 
Beneficent  and  kind. 

3  Thy  gracious  wisdom  knoweth  when 

To  make  alive  or  kill ; 
Then  teach  us  to  resign  ourselves, 
Our  all,  unto  thy  will. 

4  Thou  art  the  great  Omnipotent, 

And  we  are  nought  but  clay ; 
Blessed  be  thou  when  thou  dost  give, 
And  when  thou  tak'st  away. 


518*  C  M.         Montgomery. 

Resignation. 

1  One  prayer  I  have — all  prayers  in  one — 
When  I  am  wholly  thine, 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 


RESIGNATION. 


519. 


2  All- wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe; 
And  back  in  gratitude  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  1 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

3X0*  L.  M.  Chatterton. 

Resignation. 

1  O  God  !  whose  thunder  shakes  the  sky, 
Whose  eye  this  atom-globe  surveys ; 
To  thee,  my  only  rock,  I  fly, 

Thy  mercy,  in  thy  justice,  praise. 

2  The  mystic  mazes  of  thy  will, 
The  shadows  of  celestial  night, 
Are  past  the  power  of  human  skill ; 
But  what  the  Eternal  does  is  right. 


520.  SUBMISSION. 

3  O  teach  me,  in  the  trying  hour, 
When  anguish  swells  the  rising  tear, 
To  still  my  sorrows,  own  thy  power, 
Thy  goodness  love,  thy  justice  fear. 

4  O,  then,  with  fortitude  resigned, 

I  '11  thank  the  inflictor  of  the  blow ; 
Forbid  the  sigh,  compose  my  mind, 
Nor  let  the  gush  of  misery  flow. 

5  The  gloomy  mantle  of  the  night, 
Which  on  my  sinking  spirit  steals, 
Will  vanish  at  the  morning  light, 
Which  God,  my  hope  and  trust,  reveals. 

520.         L.  M.         Norton. 
Submission  through  Faith. 

1  My  God,  I  thank  thee !  may  no  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom ; 
The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 

And,  mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 


SUBMISSION.  521. 

521.        L.  M.       61.        Grant. 
"He  is  able  to  save  unto  the  uttermost." 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few ; 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
In  patience  bore  each  human  pain ; 
He  sees  my  griefs,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

If  ought  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heav'nly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 
Or  do  the  thing  I  would  not  do ; 
Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 
Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismayed,  my  spirit  dies ; 
Yet  he  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sick'ning  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

When,  mourning,  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while ; 
Thou,  Saviour,  mark'st  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

And  oh,  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed — for  thou  hast  died; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 
31* 


522.  THE    PILGRIM'S    SONG. 

522.  7S.    M.  CENMCK. 

The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing ; 
Sing  your  Maker's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now — and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Fear  not,  brethren ;  lo !  we  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land ; 
Jesus,  from  its  summit  won, 
Bids  you,  undismayed  go  on. 

4  Lord  !  obediently  we  '11  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


LIFE,   DEATH  AND   FUTURITY. 


LIFE. 

523.      L.  M.      heber. 

"  Why  stand  ye  here  all  the  day  idle?  " 

1  The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 
From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year, 
And  warns  us  each  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here  ! " 

2  "Ye  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy  bright, 
Whose  hands  are   strong,  whose  hearts  are 

clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope,  the  morning  light ! 
Ah,  fools  !  why  stand  ye  idle  here  ! 

3  "Oh,  as  the  griefs  you  would  assuage 
That  wait  on  life's  declining  year, 
Secure  a  blessing  for  your  age, 

And  work  your  Maker's  business  here. 

4  "  And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 
Foretell  your  latest  travail  near, 
How  swiftly  fades  your  wasted  day ! 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here?" 

5  Oh  Thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored, 
To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear ! 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard,  Lord, 

And  grant  us  grace  to  please  thee  here ! 


«5*<21,  52*5.  REDEEMING   TIME. 

524.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Repentance  and  Holy  Resolve. 

1  Perpetual  Source  of  light  and  grace ! 

We  hail  thy  sacred  name ; 
Through  every  year's  revolving  round 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  unworthy  as  we  are, 

Its  blessings  still  it  pours ; 
Sure  as  the  heavens'  established  course, 
And  plenteous  as  the  showers. 

3  Our  former  follies,  Lord,  we  mourn ; 

And  now  thy  grace  implore 
To  guide  our  often  erring  steps, 
That  we  may  stray  no  more. 

4  Aided  by  energy  divine, 

May  we  more  steadfast  prove ; 
And  with  determined  zeal  press  on, 
To  gain  thy  courts  above. 

5  So,  by  thy  power,  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radiant  way ; 
Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
And  shines  to  perfect  day. 

52*5*  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Redeeming  the  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity  !  from  thee 
Did  infant  time  its  being  draw; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 


FRAILTY    OF  LIFE.  520. 

2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne, 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amusement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 

That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

526.  C.    M.         Watts. 

Frailty  of  Life. 

1  Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame ; 
What  dying  worms  are  we ! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase ; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We  're  travelling  to  the  grave. 


527.  VANITY   OF    LIFE. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  bring  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around. 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 

And,  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

527.         CM.         J.Newton. 
The  Vanity  of  Life. 

1  The  evils  that  beset  our  path, 

Who  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death, 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey ; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4  The  gourds  from  which  we  look  for  fruit, 

Produce  us  often  pain ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

5  Since  sin  has  filled  the  earth  with  woe, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die ; 
Lord,  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below, 
And  fix  our  hopes  on  high ! 


UNCERTAINTY    OF    LIFE.      538?  529« 

528»  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 

And,  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  lives  away ; 

O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day ! 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 
Eternity  is  hung, 

Waken,  by  thy  Almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care : 
O  be  it  still  pursued, 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

529.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

"The  night  is  far  spent,  the  day  is  at  hand." 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  Sovereign  love 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  : 

Each  moment  brings  it  near ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day  ! 
Welcome,  each  closing  year  ! 


530.  PILGRIMAGE    OF   LIFE. 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course ; 

Ye  mortal  powers  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

530i  C  JM.  Montgomery. 

"Looking for  another  country,  that  is  an  heavenly." 

1  While  through  this  changing  world  we  roam, 

From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  raptured  thought  ascends, 

Eternal  joys  to  share ; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, 
And  love  is  perfect  love. 

4  Oh  !  there  may  we  our  treasure  place, 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found  ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 

5  Henceforth  our  conversation  be 

With  Christ  before  the  throne ; 
Ere  long,  we  eye  to  eye  shall  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 


FOLLOWING   THE    FATHERS.      «S«11;  532* 

5(Jlt  fe.    31.  DODDRIDGE. 

"  The  fathers,  where  are  they  J  " 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea ! 

The  tide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity ! 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  called  their  own? 

Their  joys,  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth,  and  honour  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge. 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

532.  C.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

"  Give  an  account  of  thy  stewardship." 

.  The  time  draws  near  when  every  soul 
Its  last  account  shall  give ; 
When  its  whole  life  shall  be  surveyed 
By  him  who  bade  it  live. 

I  How  many  talents,  O  my  God, 
Hast  thou  bestowed  on  me  ! 
And  yet  how  few  can  there  be  found 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
32 


«S33«  RESPONSIBILITY    OF    LIFE. 

3  My  health,  my  time,  my  worldly  store, 

And  thy  more  precious  word, 
Thy  talents  are,  for  which  I  must 
Account  to  thee,  my  Lord. 

4  Much  of  my  time,  alas,  is  lost, 

And  much  have  I  misspent : 
How  careless  of  my  grand  concern, 
On  trifles  how  intent ! 

5  O  may  the  slothful  servant's  doom 

My  earnest  care  excite ; 
Each  talent  may  I  well  improve, 
And  in  thy  word  delight. 


533.  CM.         Montgomery. 

"He  cometh  forth  like  a  flower." 

Few,  few,  and  evil  are  thy  days, 

Man,  of  a  woman  born  ! 
Peril  and  trouble  haunt  thy  ways : 

Forth,  like  a  flower  at  morn, 
The  tender  infant  springs  to  light, 

Youth  blossoms  to  the  breeze, 
Age,  withering  age,  is  cropt  ere  night ; 

Man,  like  a  shadow,  flees. 

And  dost  thou  look  on  such  a  one  ? 

Will  God  to  judgment  call 
A  worm,  for  what  a  worm  hath  done 

Against  the  Lord  of  all  1 — 
As  fail  the  waters  from  the  deep, 

As  summer-brooks  run  dry, 
Man  lieth  down  in  dreamless  sleep ; 

His  life  is  vanity. 


THE    GUARDIAN    OF   LIFE.  534. 

3  Man  lieth  down,  no  more  to  wake, 

Till  yonder  arching  sphere 
Shall  with  a  roll  of  thunder  break, 

And  nature  disappear. 
O  hide  me  till  thy  wrath  be  past, 

Thou  who  canst  slay  or  save ! 
Hide  me  where  hope  may  anchor  fast, 

In  my  Redeemer's  grave. 

534.  C.   M.  Watts. 

"We  are  fearfully  and  wonderfully  made." 

1  Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  fails,  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But 't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  the  Almighty  Name 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust ! 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 


53«S,  036.       THE    JOURNEY    OF   LIFE. 

53  5»         C.  M.         Montgomery. 
The  Journey  of  Life. 

1  I  travel  all  the  irksome  night, 

By  ways  to  me  unknown ; 
I  travel  like  a  bird  in  flight. 
Onward,  and  all  alone. 

2  Just  such  a  pilgrimage  is  life ; 

Hurried  from  stage  to  stage, 
Our  wishes  with  our  lot  at  strife, 
Through  childhood  to  old  age. 

3  The  world  is  seldom  what  it  seems — 

To  man,  who  dimly  sees, 
Realities  appear  as  dreams, 
And  dreams  realities, 

4  The  Christian's  years,  though  slow  their  flight, 

When  he  is  called  away, 
Are  but  the  watches  of  a  night, 
And  death  the  dawn  of  day. 

536.         L.  M.         J.  Taylor. 
The  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 
Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass, 

And  while  we  gaze  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  "  He  lived, — he  died;"  behold  the  sum, 
The  abstract  of  the  historian's  page ! 
Alike  in  God's  all-seeing  eye. 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 


SHORTNESS    OF   LIFE.         537,  •538. 

3  O  Father  !  in  whose  mighty  hand 
The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie  ; 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly ; 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 
With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds ; 

So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 


53T»  L.  M.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

"Make  me  to  know  mine  end." 

1  The  term  of  life  assigned  to  man 
Is  transient  as  a  passing  shade ; 
Its  longest  period  is  a  span, 
And  in  the  bud  his  honours  fade. 

2  He  walks  but  in  an  empty  show, 
Vexed  and  disquieted  in  vain ; 

To  unknown  heirs  his  wealth  must  flow, 
And  he  to  dust  return  again. 

3  So  let  us  number,  then,  our  days, 
That  we  may  know  how  frail  we  are ; 
Call  to  remembrance  all  our  ways, 
And  for  eternity  prepare. 

538.  C.  M.  Loam. 

The  Prayer  of  Jacob.     Gen.  28. 

1  O  God  of  Abram  !  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led ! 
32* 


539.  THE    GUIDE    OF    LIFE. 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace ; 
God  of  our  fathers  !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race  ! 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide; 
Give  us,  each  day,  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide  ! 

4  O,  spread  thy  sheltering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  feet  arrive  in  peace! 

5  Now  with  the  humble  voice  of  prayer 

Thy  mercy  we  implore ; 
Then  with  the  grateful  voice  of  praise 
Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore. 

539.  CM.  Tate  and  Brady. 

Man  Frail,  and  God  Eternal.     Ps.  90. 

1  O  LoFvD,  the  Saviour  and  defence 

Of  us  thy  chosen  race ; 
From  age  to  age  thou  still  hast  been 
Our  sure  abiding  place. 

2  Before  thou  brought' st  the  mountains  forth, 

Or  earth  received  its  frame, 
Thou  always  wert  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  same. 

3  Thou  turnest  man,  O  Lord,  to  dust, 

Of  which  he  first  was  made ; 
And  when  thou  speak' st  the  word,  Return, 
'T  is  instantly  obeyed. 


THE    END   OF    LIFE.  310. 

4  For  in  thy  sight  a  thousand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that 's  past, 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night, 
Whose  hours  unminded  waste. 

5  So  teach  us,  Lord,  the  uncertain  sum 

Of  our  short  days  to  mind, 
That  to  true  wisdom  all  our  hearts 
May  ever  be  inclined. 

540.  C.  M.  Watts. 

" From  everlasting  to  everlasting,  thou  art  God.1* 

1  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home ; 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ! " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 


#11.  THE    END   OF   LIFE. 

6  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

541.  L.   M.  Merrick. 

"  O  spare  me,  before  I  go  hence  and  be  no  more." 

1  O  let  me,  heavenly  Lord,  extend 
My  view  to  life's  approaching  end  ! 
What  are  my  days ?  a  span  their  line  ; 
And  what  my  age  compared  with  thine  1 

2  Our  life  advancing  to  its  close. 

While  scarce  its  earliest  dawn  it  knows  : 
Swift  through  an  empty  shade  we  run, 
And  vanity  and  man  are  one. 

3  O,  how  thy  chastisements  impair 
The  human  form,  however  fair ! 
How  frail  the  strongest  frame  we  see, 
If  thou  its  mortal  doom  decree  ! 

4  As  when  the  fretting  moths  consume 
The  labour  of  the  curious  loom, 
The  texture  fails,  the  dyes  decay, 
And  all  its  lustre  fades  away. 

5  God  of  my  fathers  !  here,  as  they, 
I  walk  the  pilgrim  of  a  day ; 

A  transient  guest,  thy  works  admire, 
And  instant  to  my  home  retire. 

6  O  spare  me,  Lord,  awhile,  O  spare, 
And  nature's  failing  strength  repair ! 
Ere,  life's  short  circuit  wandered  o'er, 
I  perish,  and  am  seen  no  more. 


DEATH.  542, 543. 


DEATH. 

542.      L.  M.      keble. 

"Abide  with  us,  for  it  is  towards  evening,  and  the  day  is  far 

spent." 

1  'Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near : 

Oh  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

3  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 


543.         L.  M.         Watts. 

"Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place  in  all  genera- 
tions."    Ps.  90. 

1  Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode ; 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footstool,  laid. 


544.  THE    STING   OF    DEATH. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account ; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night. 

4  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away;  our  life's  a  dream; 
An  empty  tale ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

5  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man ! 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die  and  dwell  with  thee. 

544.  L.  M.  Browne. 

"The  sting  of  death  is  sin." 

1  I  cannot  shun  the  stroke  of  death — 
Lord !  help  me  to  surmount  the  fear ; 
That,  when  I  must  resign  my  breath, 
Serene  my  summons  I  may  hear. 

2  'Tis  sin  gives  venom  to  the  dart — 
In  me  let  every  sin  be  slain ; 

From  secret  faults,  Lord,  cleanse  my  heart, 
From  wilful  sins  my  hands  restrain. 

3  May  I,  my  God,  with  holy  zeal, 
Closely  the  ends  of  life  pursue, 
Seek  thy  whole  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
And  honour  thee  in  all  I  do ! 


THE    DOOM    OF    DEATH.  £>1*). 

4  Let  all  my  bliss  and  treasure  lie, 
Where,  in  thy  light,  I  light  shall  see ; 
The  soul  may  freely  dare  to  die, 
That  longs  to  be  possessed  of  thee. 

5  Say  thou  art  mine,  and  chase  the  gloom 
Thick  hanging  o'er  the  vale  of  death ; 
Then  shall  I  fearless  meet  my  doom, 
And,  as  a  victor,  yield  my  breath. 

545.  CM.         Watts. 

"  We  brought  nothing  into  this  world,  and  we  can  carry 
nothing  out." 

1  Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favours,  borrowed  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave ; 
He  gives,  and — blessed  be  his  name  ! — 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 


546;  547.         THE    DOOM   OF    DEATH. 

54r6#  L.   M.       6  1.        Hawkesworth. 

Death  and  Eternity. 

1  Yet  a  few  years,  or  days  perhaps, 
Or  moments  pass  in  silent  lapse, 
And  time  to  me  shall  be  no  more  ; 

No  more  the  sun  these  eyes  shall  view ; 
Earth  o'er  these  limbs  her  dust  shall  strew, 
And  life's  perplexing  dream  be  o'er. 

2  But  then,  this  spark  that  warms,  that  guides, 
That  lives,  that  thinks — what  fate  besides  % 
Can  this  be  dust  ? — a  kneaded  clod  ! 

This  yield  to  death  !  the  soul,  the  mind, 
That  measures  heaven,  and  mounts  the  wind, 
That  knows  at  once  itself  and  God ! 

3  Great  Cause  of  all,  above,  below, — 
Who  knows  thee,  must  forever  know 
Thou  art  immortal  and  divine  ! 
Thine  image,  on  my  soul  imprest, 
Of  endless  being  is  the  test, 

And  bids  eternity  be  mine ! 

547.  L.  M.         S.Wesley. 

"As  the  flower  of  the  field,  so  he  flourisheth." 

1  The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
And,  gay,  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 

As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 
Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 


the  doom:  of  death.  548. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 
When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows : 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  But,  worn  by  slowly-rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine ; 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 
If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains ; 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

54r8»  CM.  Doddridge. 

ilLay  up  for  yourselves  treasures  in  heaven." 

1  These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade ! 

How  swift  they  pass  away  ! 
The  dying  flower  reclines  its  head, 
The  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  Soon  are  those  earthly  treasures  lost, 

We  fondly  call  our  own ; 
Scarce  the  possession  can  we  boast, 
When  straight  we  find  them  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  which  cannot  die, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store; 
Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
More  bright  than  golden  ore. 
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549.  DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

4  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 
Have  scattered  here  below, 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

54:0.  L.   M.  Mrs.  Barbauld,  alt. 

"Let  me  die  the  death  of  the  righteous." 

1  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm,  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound. 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor  brow, 
Fanned  by  some  angel's  radiant  wing; 
Where  is,  oh  grave  !  thy  victory  now  1 
And  where,  insidious  death  !  thy  sting  ? 

5  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  Farewell ! 

6  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 

"  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! " 


DEATH    OF    A    MINISTER.      550,  551. 


550.  10s.   M.  Montgomery. 

Death  of  a  young  Minister. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ; 

A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time  ; 

The  Lord's  appointment,  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave ;  at  noon  from  labour  cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest  task  is  done ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay, 
In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  grave  : — no,  take  thy  seat  above ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect 

love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

5  51*  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

On  the  death  of  an  aged  Minister. 

1     "  Servant  of  God !  well  done ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 

The  voice  at  midnight  came; 

He  started  up  to  hear, 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame ; 

He  fell — but  felt  no  fear. 


«K52*  MEDITATION   ON   DEATH. 

2  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God  prepare  ! " 
He  woke, — and  caught  his  Saviour's  eye ; 

Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 

His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 

Burst  its  encumbering  clay ; 
His  tent,  at  sun-rise,  on  the  ground, 

A  darken'd  ruin  lay. 

3  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labour  and  sorrow  cease, 

And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

Soldier  of  Christ !  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 

Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

552*         L.  M.         Doddridge. 
Meditation  on  Death. 

1  Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead  ! 
Nor  will  the  fleeting  moments  stay, 
Nor  can  we  measure  back  our  day. 

2  Our  kindred  and  our  friends  are  gone ; 
Know,  O  my  soul !  this  doom  my  own ; 
Feeble  as  theirs  my  mortal  frame, 
The  same  my  way,  my  home  the  same. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lose  in  this  each  mortal  care ; 
With  steady  feet  that  path  be  trod, 
Which,  through  the  grave,  conducts  to  God. 


SOLEMN   ADMONITIONS.  55S» 

4  Father !  to  thee  my  all  I  trust ; 
And  if  thou  call  me  down  to  dust, 
I  know  thy  voice,  I  bless  thy  hand, 
And  die  in  peace  at  thy  command. 


553.        C.  M.        Heber. 
Solemn  Admonitions. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head, 

Is  equal  warning  given; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven  ! 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone. 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay ; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

He  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  |aas  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  death  descend  in  sudden  night, 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

5  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  towards  the  tomb ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  danger  know, 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread  ; 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 
33* 


OO  i.  THE    CHRISTIAN'S    DEATH. 

7  Turn,  Christian,  turn !  thy  soul  apply- 
To  truths  divinely  given  ; 
The  boundless  fields  of  light  on  high 
Remind  thee  of  thy  heaven. 


554:.         C.  P.  M.         West  Boston  Coll. 
The  Death  of  a  Christian. 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  lived  averse  from  sin ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  path  attends, 
That,  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 

The  Christian's  joys  begin. 

See  smiling  patience  soothe  his  brow ! 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  cheer  his  way  on  high ! 
While,  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God 

Who  taught  him  how  to*  die. 

No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes ; 
No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above, 

And  soothes  his  soul  to  rest. 

O  grant,  my  Father,  and  my  Friend, 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end  ; 

So  calm  my  evening  close  ! 
While,  loosed  from  every  earthly  tie, 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  thee  from  whom  I  rose. 


THE    CHRISTIAN'S    DEATH.     «K>*>?  556 • 

555.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

0?i  Me  Death  of  a  Christian. 

1  "  Spirit,  leave  thine  house  of  clay ! 
Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath  ! 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away  ! 
Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death  !" 

2  "  Prisoner,  long  detained  below. 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest ; 
Welcome,  from  a  world  of  woe, 
Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest ! " 

3  Ye  that  mourn  a  father's  loss, 
Ye  that  weep  a  friend  no  more ! 
Call  to  mind  the  Christian  cross, 
Which  your  Friend,  your  Saviour  bore. 

4  All  along  that  vale  of  tears, 
Which  his  peaceful  footsteps  trod, 
Still  a  shining  path  appears, 

Where  the  mourner  walked  with  God  : — 

5  Till  his  Master  from  above, 
When  the  promised  hour  was  come, 
Sent  the  chariot  of  his  love 

To  convey  the  wanderer  home, 


556.      C.  M.      peabody. 

Autumn  Evening,  and  the  Christian's  Death. 

Behold  the  western  evening  light ! 

It  melts  in  deeper  gloom ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 


557,  DEATH    OF    CHILDREN. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low — the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree ! 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath. 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'Tis  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  lo  !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  ! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 

6  Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 
Shall  wake,  to  close  no  more. 

557.         L.  M.  J.  Q.  Adams. 

The  Death  of  Children. 

1  Sure,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest, 
When  infant  innocence  ascends, 
Some  angel,  brighter  than  the  rest, 
The  spotless  spirit's  flight  attends. 

2  That  inextinguishable  beam, 
With  dust  united  at  our  birth, 
Sheds  a  more  dim,  discoloured  gleam, 
The  more  it  lingers  upon  earth. 


SUPPORT   IN    DEATH.  5*58. 

3  But  when  the  Lord  of  mortal  breath 
Decrees  his  bounty  to  resume, 
And  points  the  silent  shaft  of  death, 
Which  speeds  an  infant  to  the  tomb : 

4  No  passion  fierce,  no  low  desire, 

Has  quenched  the  radiance  of  the  flame ; 
Back  to  its  God  the  living  fire 
Reverts,  unclouded,  as  it  came. 

5  Then  at  the  heavenly  Father's  hand, 
Nearest  the  throne  of  living  light, 
Behold  the  infant  seraph  stand, 

And  dazzling  shine,  where  all  are  bright. 

&&&•         O.  JM.         Doddridge. 
God  our  support  in  Death. 

1  My  soul !  the  awful  hour  will  come, 

Apace  it  hastens  on, 
To  bear  this  body  to  the  tomb, 
And  thee  to  scenes  unknown. 

2  Whence  in  that  hour  shall  I  derive 

A  cordial  for  my  pain; 
When,  if  earth's  monarchs  were  my  friends, 
Those  friends  would  weep  in  vain  1 

3  Great  King  of  nature  and  of  grace  ! 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 
And  opens  all  its  deep  distress 
Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 

4  All  its  desires  to  thee  are  known, 

And  every  secret  fear ; 
The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 


559,  560. 


HOPE    IN    DEATH. 


5  O  fix  me  by  that  mighty  power 
Which  to  such  love  belongs, 
Where  darkness  veils  the  eyes  no  more, 
And  sighs  are  changed  to  songs. 

559.      L.  M.     gaskell. 

Hope  in  Death. 

1  Dark,  dark  indeed  the  grave  would  be, 
Had  we  no  light,  O  God,  from  thee ! 

If  all  we  saw  were  all  we  knew, 
Or  hope  from  reason  only  grew. 

2  But  fearless  now  we  rest  in  faith, 
A  holy  life  makes  happy  death  ; 
'Tis  but  a  change  ordained  by  thee, 
To  set  the  imprisoned  spirit  free. 

3  Sad,  sad  indeed,  't  would  be  to  part 
From  those  who  long  had  shared  our  heart, 
If  thou  hadst  left  us  still  to  fear 

Love's  only  heritage  was  here. 

4  But  calmly  now  we  see  them  go 
From  out  this  world  of  pain  and  woe ; 
We  follow  to  a  home  on  high, 
Where  pure  affections  never  die. 

560.         C.  M.  Logan. 

The  Peace  of  the  Grave. 

1  How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave ! 
Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
Th'  appointed  house,  by  heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 


FAREWELL.  »*01. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 

Their  passions  rage  no  more ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  rest  the  pris'ners,  now  releas'd 

From  slav'ry's  sad  abode; 
No  more  they  hear  th'  oppressor's  voice, 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  There,  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose ; 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5  All,  levelled  by  the  hand  of  Death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb ; 
Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 

561*         L.  M.         Fergus. 
At  a  Funeral. 

1  Farewell  !  what  power  of  words  can  tell 
The  sorrows  of  a  last  farewell, 

When,  standing  by  the  mournful  bier, 
We  mingle  with  our  prayers  a  tear ! 

2  When  memory  tells  of  days  gone  by, 
Of  blighted  hope  and  vanished  joy  : 
Bright  hopes  that  withered  like  a  flower, 
Cut  down  and  faded  in  an  hour. 

3  Give  forth  thy  chime,  thou  solemn  bell, 
Thou  grave,  unfold  thy  marble  cell ; 
Oh  earth  !  receive  upon  thy  breast 
The  weary  traveler  to  his  rest. 


«>62»  DIRGE. 

4  Oh  God,  extend  thy  arms  of  love, 
A  spirit  seeketh  thee  above ! 

Ye  heav'nly  palaces  unclose, 
Receive  the  weary  to  repose! 

5  Redeemer  !  thou  didst  mourn  the  dead 
Be  with  us  in  the  time  of  need, 

And  grant  us  all,  from  sin  set  free, 
At  length  to  rest  in  heaven  with  thee ! 


5ui<         7s.  JVE.         Anonymous. 
Dirge. 

1  Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust ! 
Let  them  mingle — for  they  must ! 
Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod, 
For  the  spirit 's  fled  to  God. 

2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp ; 
Never  more  shall  noon-day's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  countenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit,  and  cold  the  bed, 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid ; 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom, 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft !     The  spirit 's  risen— 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison : 
'Tis  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell, 
Glorious,  though  invisible. 

5  Thither  let  us  turn  our  view ; 
Peace  is  there,  and  comfort  too : 
There  shall  those  we  love  be  found, 
Tracing  joy's  eternal  round. 


DIRGE. 


563,  564. 


563.  7S.   M.  Pope. 

The  Dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame  ! 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life  ! 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away  ! " 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ! — it  disappears  ! 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ! — my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring; 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount,  I  fly  ! 
O  grave !  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting? 

564.  P.    M.  MlLMAN. 

At  a  Funeral. 

1  Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 
And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown 
Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 

And  sorrow  is  unknown. 
From  the  burden  of  the  flesh, 

And  from  care  and  sin  released, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
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565.  DIRGE. 

2  Sin  can  never  taint  thee  now, 

Nor  doubt  thy  faith  assail, 
Nor  thy  meek  trust  in  Jesus  Christ 

And  the  Holy  Spirit  fail : 
And  there  thou  'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good, 

Whom  on  earth  thou  lovedst  best, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  "  Earth  to  earth,"  and  "  dust  to  dust," 

The  solemn  priest  hath  said ; 
So  we  lay  the  turf  above  thee  now, 

And  we  seal  thy  narrow  bed : 
But  thy  spirit,  brother  !  soars  away 

Among  the  faithful  blest, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

565.         L.  M.  Watts. 

Dirge. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  thy  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed; 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 


FUNERAL    PRAYER.  *>66. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ! 
Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word ! 
Restore  thy  trust !  the  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 


566*  6  &/  4s.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

Funeral  Prayer. 

1  Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine ! 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine ! 

2  O  Father !  in  that  hour, 

When  earth  all  succouring  power 

Shall  disavow ; 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown, 
In  faintness  are  cast  down ; 

Sustain  us,  thou ! 

3  By  him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod ; 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away, — 

Aid  us,  O  God  ! 

4  Trembling  beside  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath, 
Keep  us  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine ! 


567,  568.  THE    GRAVE. 

567.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

At  a  Grave. 

1  Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Fair  Spirit !  rest  thee  now  ! 

E'en  while  with  ours  thy  footsteps  trod. 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust  to  its  narrow  house  beneath  ! 
Soul  to  its  place  on  high  ! 

They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death. 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

OOo»  fe.  Jjl.   JV1.  Montgomery. 

At  a  Grave. 

1  This  place  is  holy  ground ; 
World,  with  thy  cares,  away ! 

Silence  and  darkness  reign  around, 
But,  lo  !  the  break  of  day  : 
What  bright  and  sudden  dawn  appears, 
To  shine  upon  this  scene  of  tears  ? 

2  Could  tears  revive  the  dead, 
Rivers  should  swell  our  eyes ; 

Could  sighs  recall  the  spirit  fled, 
We  would  not  quench  our  sighs, 
Till  love  relumed  this  altered  mien, 
And  all  the  embodied  soul  were  seen. 

3  Bury  the  dead ; — and  weep 
In  stillness  o'er  the  loss  ; 

Bury  the  dead ; — in  Christ  they  sleep, 
Who  bore  on  earth  his  cross, 
And  from  the  grave  their  dust  shall  rise, 
In  his  own  image  to  the  skies. 


HOPE    IN    DEATH.  569,  570. 

569.  C.  M.         Watts. 

" Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  Lord." 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims, 

For  all  the  pious  dead; 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed.  , 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sin  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They  ;re  present  with  the  Lord  ! 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

570.  L.  M.         Norton. 
"Blessed  are  the  dead,  that  die  in  the  Lord." 

1  O  stay  thy  tears !  for  they  are  blest, 
Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done ; 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest ; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noon-day  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 
Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight; 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright ! 

3  O  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way  ! 
But  heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day, 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb  ! 

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t571  ?  57*2.  HOPE    IN    DEATH. 

4  Then  stay  thy  tears ;  the  blest  above 
Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth. 
Sung  a  new  song  of  joy  and  love; 
And  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  1 


571.  S.  M.  Wilson. 

"I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven." 

1  I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven 
Say,  "  Blessed  is  the  doom 

Of  those  whose  trust  is  in  the  Lord, 
When  sinking  to  the  tomb  ! " 

2  The  Holy  Spirit  spake — 
And  I  the  words  repeat — 

"  Blessed  are  they," — for,  after  toil, 
To  mortals  rest  is  sweet. 

572*  7s.   M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

"Blessed  are  the  dead,  that  die  in  the  Lord." 

1  Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky  ! 
Happy  are  the  faithful  dead, 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die ! 
They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed. 

2  Ready  for  their  glorious  crown, — 
Sorrows  past,  and  sins  forgiven, — 
Here  they  lay  their  burthen  down, 
Hallowed  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 

3  Yes  !  the  Christian's  course  is  run; 
Ended  is  the  glorious  strife ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done ; 
Death  is  swallowed  up  in  life. 


HOPE    IN    DEATH.  573. 

4  Lo  !  the  prisoner  is  released, 
Lightened  of  his  heavy  load ; 
Where  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
He  is  gathered  in  to  God ! 

5  When  from  flesh  the  spirit  freed 
Hastens  homeward  to  return, 
Mortals  cry,  "  A  man  is  dead  ! " 
Angels  sing,  "  A  child  is  born  ! " 

573.      CM.      barbauld. 

Following  the  Dead  in  Hope. 

1  Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep ; 

Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2  Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 

Within  that  better  home ; 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here, 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb. 

3  And  is  the  awful  veil  withdrawn, 

That  shrouds  from  mortal  eyes, 
In  deep  impenetrable  gloom, 
The  secrets  of  the  skies'? 

4  O  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  an  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

5  Thence  may  their  pure  devotion's  flame 

On  us,  on  us,  descend ; 
To  us  their  strong  aspiring  hopes, 
Their  faith,  their  fervours  lend. 


57  1.  575,  ASLEEP    IN    CHRIST. 

6  Let  these  our  shad'wy  path  illume. 
And  teach  the  chastened  mind 
To  welcome  all  that 's  left  of  good, 
To  all  that's  lost  resigned. 

574.  L.   M.  Mrs.  Mackay. 

"Asleep  in  Christ.''1 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  woes  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power ! 

3  Asleep  in  Josus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland's  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

575.  8  &,  4s.   M.         Montgomery. 

The  Rest  of  the  Grave. 

1  There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 

A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found : 
*     They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 


REST  AND  HOPE  OF  THE  GRAVE. 

2  The  storm  that  wrecks  the  winter  sky, 
No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 

That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  Whate'er  thy  lot, — whoe'er  thou  be, — 
Confess  thy  sin  and  kiss  the  rod, 

And  in  thy  chastening  sorrows  see 
The  hand  of  God. 

4  Seek  the  true  treasure,  seldom  found, 
Of  power  the  fiercest  griefs  to  calm, 
And  soothe  the  bosom's  deepest  wound 

With  heavenly  balm. 

5  A  bruised  reed  he  will  not  break ; 
Afflictions  all  his  children  feel ; 

He  wounds  them  for  his  mercy's  sake, — 
He  wounds  to  heal. 

6  Now,  traveller  in  the  vale  of  tears ! 
To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years, 

Pursue  thy  flight. 


7  There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found ; 
And  while  the  mouldering  ashes  sleep 

Low  in  the  ground, — 

8  The  soul,  of  origin  divine, 

God's  glorious  image,  freed  from  clay, 
In  heaven's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine 
A  star  of  day  ! 

9  The  sun  is  but  a  spark  of  fire, 
A  transient  meteor  in  the  sky : 
The  soul,  immortal  as  its  Sire, 

Shall  never  die ! 


THE    FUTURE     STATE. 

576.         8  &  7s.    M.         Sacred  Harp. 
The  Place  of  Rest. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wand'rers  given ; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distrest, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast — 

'T  is  found  above — in  heaven ! 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weeping  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  tost  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — but  heaven  ! 

3  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven  ! 

577.         L.  M.         Watts. 
The  Patience  of  Hope. 

1  Lord,  I  am  thine ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love ; 
Whatever  my  trials,  I  would  see 
Thy  hand  in  all,  and  bow  to  thee. 

2  What  sinners  value,  I  resign ; 

Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 


PROMISED    REST.  W8* 

3  This  life 's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 

4  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

5  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

578.  CM.  Wesley's  Coll. 

The  Promised  Rest. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone ; 

2  A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin  ! 

4  Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 

All  unbelief  remove ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 


579,  580.     THE    GLORY    OF    HEAVEN. 

579.      L.  M.      61.      heber. 

"  The  things  that  are  seen  are  temporal,  the  things  that  are 
not  seen  are  eternal.'" 

1  I  praised  the  earth,  in  beauty  seen, 
With  garlands  gay  of  various  green  ; 
I  praised  the  sea,  whose  ample  field 
Shone  glorious  as  a  silver  shield ; 
And  earth  and  ocean  seemed  to  say, 
"  Our  beauties  are  but  for  a  day  ! " 

2  I  praised  the  sun,  whose  chariot  rolled, 
On  wheels  of  amber  and  of  gold ; 

I  praised  the  moon,  whose  softer  eye 
Gleamed  sweetly  through  the  summer  sky  j 
And  moon  and  sun  in  answer  said, 
"  Our  days  of  light  are  numbered  ! " 

3  O  God  !  O  good  beyond  compare  ! 
If  thus  thy  meaner  works  are  fair ; 
If  thus  thy  bounties  gild  the  span 
Of  sinful  earth  and  mortal  man ; 
How  glorious  must  the  mansion  be 
Where  thy  redeemed  shall  dwell  with  thee  ! 

580.  S.   M.  Montgomery. 

The  Sacred  Rest  of  Heaven. 

1  O  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 

'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 

'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


PREPARATION    FOR    HEAVEN.     081  ,  583. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 

O  what  appalling  horrors  hang 
Around  the  "  second  death  ! " 

5  Lord,  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  utterly  undone. 

581.         L.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Eternal  Mansions. 

1  Pass  a  few  swiftly-fleeting  years, 
And  all  that  now  in  bodies  live, 
Shall  quit,  like  me,  the  vale  of  tears, 
Their  righteous  sentence  to  receive. 

2  But  all,  before  they  hence  remove, 
May  mansions  for  themselves  prepare 
In  that  eternal  home  above  : 

And,  O  my  God  !  may  I  be  there  ! 

5  8  2*         L.  M.         Montgomery. 
Preparation  for  Heaven. 

1   Heaven  is  a  place  of  rest  from  sin ; 
But  all  who  hope  to  enter  there, 
Must  here  that  holy  course  begin, 
Which  shall  their  souls  for  rest  prepare. 
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«5S3?  584.      THE    HOPE    OF   HEAVEN. 

2  Clean  hearts,  O  God,  in  us  create, 
Right  spirits,  Lord,  in  us  renew ; 
Commence  we  now  that  higher  state, 
Now  do  thy  will  as  angels  do. 

3  In  Jesus'  footsteps  may  we  tread, 
Learn  every  lesson  of  his  love  ; 
And  be  from  grace  to  glory  led, 
From  heaven  below  to  heaven  above. 


583.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

.  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

I  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

I  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

584.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Prospect  of  Heaven. 

.     Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 

Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 


585. 


PROSPECT    OF    HEAVEN. 

2  There  sickness  never  comes  ; 
There  grief  no  more  complains  ; 

Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  cloud  those  regions  sknow, 
Forever  bright  and  fair  ; 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  There  night  is  never  known, 
Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray  ; 

But  glory,  from  the  eternal  throne, 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

5  O,  may  this  vision  fire 
Our  souls  with  ardent  love ; 

And  living  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

585.  CM.         Watts. 

Prospect  of  Heaven. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-withering  flowers ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 


586,  587.    THE    HEAVENLY    MANSIONS. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes : 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  prospect  o'er ; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

586.         P.  M.         Luther. 
Luther's  Judgment  Hymn. 

Great  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  mankind  doth  appear 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated. 
The  trumpet  sounds ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before ; 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him  ! 

587.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Heaven  of  Joy  and  Purity. 

1  Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 


THE    HEAVENLY    MANSIONS.  588. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

588.  L.    M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Heavenly  Mansions. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day ; 
Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
And  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 
With  never  fading  lustre  shine ; 
Surprising  honour  !  large  reward, 
Conferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 
And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade : 
Forever  fair,  forever  bright. 

4  No  fancied  joy  beyond  the  sky, 
No  fair  delusion  is  revealed ; 

5T  is  God  that  speaks,  who  cannot  lie, 
And  all  his  word  must  be  fulfilled. 
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589,  590.  THE    CITY    OF    GOD. 

5  On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
O  may  our  spirits  daily  rise ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies  ! 

589.  S.  M.  Fergus. 

The  City  of  our  God. 

1  The  earth  is  not  our  home, 
Our  dwelling  is  on  high ; 

In  the  bright  city  of  our  God, 
Away,  beyond  the  sky. 

2  The  Lamb  of  God  is  there, 
Who  was  for  sinners  slain ; 

There  we  shall  see  him  face  to  face 
There  evermore  remain. 

3  There  is  the  tree  of  life, 
And  there  the  fount  of  love  ! 

Our  spirits  long,  O  Lord,  to  flee 
To  that  bright  world  above. 

4  There,  every  woe  shall  cease,, 
And  every  tear  be  dried ; 

There,  hope  be  lost  in  certainty, 
And  every  want  supplied. 

590.  C.   M.  Fergus. 

The  Tilings  of  Earth  and  of  Heaven. 

1  Why  should  we  seek  to  linger  here, 
When  heaven  is  bright  above? 
No  voice  of  woe,  no  sigh,  no  tear, 
Is  in  that  world  of  love. 


THE    JOYS    OF   HEAVEN.  591. 

2  Why  should  we  love  the  things  of  time, 

And  dreams  of  wealth  and  pride, 
While  on  the  heavenly  heights  sublime, 
All  lasting  joys  abide? 

3  'T  is  true,  amid  this  world  of  gloom, 

Some  gleams  of  bliss  are  given — 
Bright  hopes  of  blessedness  to  come  ; 
But  these  descend  from  heaven. 

4  In  heaven  the  pleasures  that  endure, 

Flow  from  unfailing  springs; 
There  all  is  beautiful  and  pure, 
And  riches  have  no  wings. 

591.  CM.  J.Newton. 

"It  doth  not  yet  appear  ivhat  we  shall  be." 

1  In  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint, 
When  yielding  up  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks  ! 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  He 's  gone  ! " 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail 

To  trace  her  heavenward  flight ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much,  (and  this  is  all,)  we  know, 

They  are  supremely  blest ; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 


•592.  THE    JOYS    OF    HEAVEN. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  they  praise  his  name. 
His  face  they  always  view  ; 
Then  let  us  followers  be  of  them. 
That  we  may  praise  him  too. 


592,      L.  M.      w.  j.  loring. 

"  Weep  not  for  me.'" 

1  Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 
Who've  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here? 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 

They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them ; — beside  thee  now 
Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care, 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 

O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne,  above, 
With  raptured  voice  his  praise  they  sing; 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love, 

They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 

4  Space  cannot  check,  thought  cannot  bound 
The  high-exulting  souls,  whom  he, 

Who  formed  these  million  worlds  around, 
Takes  to  his  own  eternity. 

5  Weep,  weep  no  more ;  their  voices  raise 
The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God  ; 

And  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 


RE-UNION   IN   HEAVEN.     593,  594. 

593.  C.  P.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Reunion  of  Friends  in  Heaven. 

If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide. 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide, 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see  : 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidst  me  mourn  in  calm  distress, 

For  those  that  rest  in  thee. 

I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up, 

Beneath  its  mountain  load : 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again, 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore, 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 

594r.         P.  M.         Montgomery. 
Separation  and  Reunion  of  Friends. 

Friend  after  friend  departs; 

Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  1 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  ! 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 


595.  IMMORTALITY, 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, — 
Beyond  the  reign  of  death, — 

There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath  ; 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upwards  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 
Where  parting  is  unknown ; 

A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 
Till  all  are  past  away ; 

As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

59  5 •  L.    M.  DODPRIDGE. 

The  Immortality  of  the  Soul. 

1  My  God  !  whose  all-pervading  eye 

Views  earth  beneath  and  heaven  above. 
Witness  if  here  or  there  thou  seest 
An  object  worthy  of  my  love. 

2  Not  the  gay  scenes,  where  mortal  men 

Pursue  their  bliss,  and  find  their  woe, 
Detain  my  heart,  which  upward  springs, 
The  nobler  joys  of  heaven  to  know. 

3  Not  all  the  fairest  sons  of  light 

That  lead  the  armies  round  thy  throne, 
Can  bound  its  flight — it  presseth  on, 
And  seeks  its  rest  in  God  alone. 


IMMORTALITY.  ♦100* 

4  This  feeble  flesh  shall  faint  and  die, 

This  heart  renew  its  pulse  no  more; 
E'en  now,  it  views  the  moment  nigh, 
When  life's  last  movements  all  are  o'er. 

5  But  come,  thou  vanquished  king  of  dread, 

With  thy  own  hand  thy  power  destroy ; 
'T  is  thine  to  bear  my  soul  to  God, 
My  portion,  and  eternal  joy. 

596.  C.  M.  Sir  J.  E   Smith. 

The  Soul  Immortal. 

1  Adore,  my  soul,  that  awful  name 

To  which  the  angels  bow ; 
By  which  the  worlds  from  nothing  came, 
The  heaven  of  heavens,  and  thou. 

2  The  God  who  sits  enthroned  above, 

Thy  breath  of  life  has  given  ; 
His  voice,  in  thunder  and  in  love, 
Calls  thee  from  earth  to  heaven. 

3  This  speck  of  earth  is  not  thy  home, 

Nor  mortal  joys  thine  end  : 
Beyond  the  starry-spangled  dome 
Thy  boundless  views  extend. 

4  Why  fondly  pluck  the  withering  flowers 

That  only  deck  thy  tomb, 
While  amaranthine  wreaths  and  bowers 
For  thee  immortal  bloom  ? 

5  Resign  thy  joys  and  hopes  to  God  ; 

Cast  flesh  and  sin  away ; 
Pursue  the  path  thy  Saviour  trod, 
And  rise  to  endless  day. 


»59T5  598.  THE    LAST   DAY. 


597.         C.  M.      Butcher. 
The  Last  Day.     Rev.  10. 

1  "  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day  ! " 

The  Jewish  victor  cries  : 
So  shall  at  last  an  angel  say, 
And  tear  it  from  the  skies. 

2  A  flame  intenser  than  the  sun 

Shall  melt  his  golden  urn ; 
Time's  empty  glass  no  more  shall  run, 
Nor  human  years  return. 

3  Then,  with  immortal  splendour  bright, 

That  glorious  orb  shall  rise, 
Which  through  eternity  shall  light 
The  new-created  skies. 

4  On  the  bright  ranks  of  happy  souls 

Those  blissful  beams  shall  shine ; 
While  the  loud  song  of  triumph  rolls, 
In  harmony  divine. 

5  O,  let  not  sordid,  base  desire, 

The  soul's  dark,  rayless  night, 
Unfit  us  for  heaven's  sacred  choir, 
Or  God's  eternal  light ! 


598*  C  M..  Doddridge. 

"  God  shall  be  your  everlasting  light !  " 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell, 
With  all  your  feeble  light ; 

Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night ! 


HEAVENWARD   ASPIRATIONS.  «599. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day  ! 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed, 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

509.  CM.  Montgomery. 

The  Song  of  the  Lamb. 

1  Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  the  eternal  throne, 
Of  every  kindred,  clime  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  his  flock  appear, 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 
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GOO.  CHRIST,   THE    RESURRECTION. 

3  Toil,  trial,  suffering  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim's  throng; 
Yet  learn  we  in  our  low  estate 
The  church  triumphant' s  song. 

4  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain ! 

Cry  the  redeemed  above ; 
Blessing  and  honour  to  obtain. 
And  everlasting  love. 

5  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  on  earth  we  sing, 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save ; 
Henceforth,  O  Death  !  where  is  thy  sting? 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave  1 

6  Then  hallelujah  !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given ; 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise, 
Renew  the  song  in  heaven. 

600.  C.    M.  Watts 

Christ,  the  Resurrection. 

1  Blest  be  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord  ! 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 
His  majesty  adored. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  raised  his  Son, 

And  called  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  though  the  frame  of  man  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust, 
Yet,  as  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 


HEAVEN.  601. 

4  There  's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserved  against  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrnpted,  undefiled, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here. 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

601.  L.  M.  Peabody. 

Heaven. 

1  When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 
And  death's  dark  shadow  falls  at  last, 
It  is  not  sleep — It  is  not  rest — 

'Tis  glory  opening  to  the  blest. 

2  Their  mighty  Master  bids  them  rise 
To  radiant  mansions  in  the  skies, 
Where  each  shall  wear  a  robe  of  light, 
Like  his,  divinely  fair  and  bright. 

3  Angels  shall  now  unite  their  prayers 
With  those  of  spirits  blest  as  theirs; 

And  light  shall  gild  their  heavenly  crown. 
From  suns  that  never  more  go  down. 

4  No  storms  shall  ride  the  heavenly  air, 
No  sounds  of  passion  enter  there  ; 
But  all  be  peaceful  as  the  sigh 

Of  evening  gales  that  breathe  and  die. 

5  There,  parted  friends  again  shall  meet, 
In  union  holy,  calm  and  sweet ; 

And  earthly  sorrow,  fear,  and  pain. 
Shall  never  reach  their  hearts  again. 


602,  603.    THE    GLORY    OF   THE    REDEEMED. 

602.      C.  M.      needham. 

The  Dead  speaking  to  the  Living. 

1  Rise,  O  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  Confiding  in  his  heavenly  strength, 

They  conquered  every  foe ; 
To  his  almighty  power  and  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given ; 
And  never  wander  from  the  road 
That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 


603.      8  &  7s.  M.      cow™. 

The  Glory  of  the  Redeemed. 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 

"  O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Thorns  of  heart-felt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways ; 
Ye  shall  name  your  walls,  Salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 


THE    JUDGMENT.  604. 

"  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow ; 
Still,  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  : 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

"  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me ; 
God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to-day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God,  your  everlasting  light." 


604.      7s.  M.       bp.  heber. 

The  Judgment  of  the  Last  Day. 

1  In  the  suti,  and  moon,  and  stars 
Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 
Tossed  with  stronger  tempests,  rise; 
Darker  storms  the  mountain  sweep, 
Redder  lightning  rend  the  skies. 

3  Evil  thoughts  shall  shake  the  proud, 
Racking  doubt  and  restless  fear ; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 
Shall  the  Judge  of  men  appear. 

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605,  606.      THE    REDEEMED   IN    HEAVEN. 

4  But  though  from  that  awful  face 
Heaven  shall  fade,  and  earth  shall  fly, 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race, 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh ! 

605.  L.  M.  Butcher. 

' '  The  redeemed  out  of  every  kindred  and  tongue. ' ' 

1  From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 
Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest ; 

From  every  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heaven  a  common  home. 

2  In  one  immortal  throng  we  view 
Pagan  and  Christian,  Greek  and  Jew; 
But,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  only  God  they  now  adore. 

3  Howe'er  divided  here  below, 

One  bliss,  one  spirit  now  they  know; 
Though  some  ne'er  heard  of  Jesus'  name, 
Yet  God  admits  their  humble  claim. 

4  On  earth,  according  to  their  light, 
They  aimed  to  practise  what  was  right ; 
Hence  all  their  errors  are  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  welcomes  them  to  heaven. 

606.  C.  M.  Watts. 
The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above — how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below, 

Their  eyes  were  dim  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  would  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts  and  fears. 


THE    HIGH-WAY    TO    ZION.  007* 

3  I  asked  them  whence  their  victory  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribed  their  triumph  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  burst  the  bands  of  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  which  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And  following  their  ascended  Lord, 
They  reached  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  example  given ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

607.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  High-way  to  Zion. 

1  Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing; 
Pilgrims  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  raised, 

How  holy,  and  how  plain  ! 
Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'lers  err. 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

4  There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 


608.  THE    SAINTS    IN    GLORY. 

5  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength; 
Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye 
While  labouring  up  the  hill. 

OUo«  iS.  JVL.  Episcopal  Coll. 

TJie  Saints  in  Glory. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array  ? 
This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day — 
Tuning  their  triumphant  song? — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 
These  from  great  afflictions  came ; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  eternal  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 
More  than  conqu'rors  now  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed ; 

Them  the  Lamb,  from  near  the  throne, 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 
Perfect  love  dispel  their  fears ; 
And,  forever  from  their  eyes, 
God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 


SEASONS  OF   THE   YEAR. 

609.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

1  With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 
429 


610,  611.  THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

\>lLO«  lu.  1VL.  Anonymous. 

11  Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness." 

1  Great  God  !  at  whose  all-powerful  call, 
At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame ; 
Thou  bidst  the  seasons  change,  and  all 
The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year, 
From  winter  storms  recovered,  rise; 
When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear, 
Fresh  opening  to  our  wondering  eyes. 

3  The  new  delight,  how  great,  to  see 
The  earth  in  vernal  beauty  dressed ; 
While  in  each  herb,  and  flower,  and  tree 
Thy  opening  bounty  shines  confessed  ! 

4  Aloft,  full  beaming,  reigns  the  sun, 
And  light,  and  genial  heat  conveys ; 
And,  while  he  leads  the  seasons  on, 
From  thee  derives  his  quickening  rays. 

5  Indulgent  God  !  from  every  part 
Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow ; 
We  see ;  we  taste ;  let  every  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 

611.  H.   M.  Freeman. 

God  in  the  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  below  ! 
On  earth  thy  glories  shine ; 
The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine  : 
In  all  we  see  The  rolling  years 

A  God  appears ;  Are  full  of  thee. 


PROMISES    OF    THE    YEAR.  613 

2  Forth  in  the  flowery  spring, 
We  see  thy  beauty  move ; 
The  birds  on  branches  sing 
Thy  tenderness  and  love ; 

Wide  flush  the  hills ;        Devotion's  calm 
The  air  is  balm :  Our  bosom  fills. 

3  Then  come,  in  robes  of  light, 
The  summer's  flaming  days; 
The  sun,  thine  image  bright, 
Thy  majesty  displays ; 

And  oft  thy  voice  But  still  our  souls 

In  thunder  rolls ;  In  thee  rejoice. 

4  In  autumn,  a  rich  feast 
Thy  common  bounty  gives 
To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast, 
And  everything  that  lives. 

Thy  liberal  care,  And  harvest  moon, 

At  morn  and  noon,  Our  hps  declare. 

5  In  winter,  awful  thou ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast : 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast : 
While  tempests  lower,     We  homage  bring, 
To  thee,  dread  King,       And  own  thy  power. 

612.  C.  M.         Fekgus. 

The  Promises  of  the  Year. 

1  The  year  begins  with  promises 
Of  joyful  days  to  come, 
Of  Sabbath  bells,  of  times  of  prayer, 
Of  thoughts  on  heaven,  our  home : 


013.  SPRING. 

2  Of  seed-time,  with  its  gentle  winds, 

Soft  dews  and  healthful  showers, 
And  streamlets  gushing  from  the  hills, 
And  birds  and  opening  flowers : 

3  Of  summer,  with  its  warbling  choir 

Amid  the  balmy  leaves ; 
Of  autumn,  with  its  fragrant  herbs 
And  fruits  and  bending  sheaves  : 

4  Of  countless  mercies  from  our  God, 

Who  rules  the  changeful  years, 
Both  here  and  in  the  world  of  love, 
Beyond  the  heavenly  spheres. 

613.  L.  M.         Fergus. 

Spring-  Time. 

1  The  spring,  the  joyous  spring  is  come, 
With  lovely  flowers  of  early  bloom, 
The  warbling  birds,  on  every  tree, 
Fill  all  the  air  with  melody. 

2  Once  more,  unsealed,  the  fountains  run, 
Sparkling,  beneath  a  brighter  sun ; 
Green  leaves  and  tender  herbs  arise, 
Cheered  by  the  glow  of  warmer  skies. 

3  Oh  Lord,  the  changes  of  the  year, 
At  thy  almighty  word  appear ; 
And  all  the  seasons,  as  they  roll, 
Declare  thy  name  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Spring  showers,  descending  from  above, 
Bear  down  glad  tidings  of  thy  love, 
And  every  blossom  on  the  tree 
Bespeaks  our  gratitude  to  thee. 


THE    CHANGING    YEAR.  614. 

614.         10s.  BJ.  E.  Taylor. 

The  Changing  Year. 

1  God  of  the  changing  year !  whose  arm  of 

power 
In    safety    leads    through    danger's    darkest 

hour, — 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thy  creatures  down, 
To  bless  thy  mercy,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

2  Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our 

way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladdening  light  of  day; 
Thine  is  the  night,  and  the  fair  orbs  that 

shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness — all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert 

true; 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  wounded  spirit,  thou  wert  present  there. 

4  Yet  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 
How  vast  thy  mercies !  how  remiss  our  praise ! 
Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet, 
Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  O  lend  thine  ear,  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  our  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly 

thine. 
37    . 


615,  616.  THE    SEASONS. 

Old*  C  M.         Anonymous. 

The  God  of  the  Seasons. 

1  Fountain  of  mercy  !  God  of  Love  ! 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
The  mild,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails : 
Seedtime  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter  fails. 

616.      8  &  7s.  M.      bp.horne. 

Autumn  Warnings. 

1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound : 


AUTUMN.  617. 

2  "  Sons  of  Adam  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell,) 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell.   . 

3  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread ; 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

4  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  "Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

O  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid ; 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

bl T •  L.  JVl.  Doddridge. 

"Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness." 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 

While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 


618,  THE    SEASONS. 

3  The  flow'ry  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light,  and  evening  shade. 

6  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  songs ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

Olo«  J-i.    JV1.  Heginbotham. 

The  God  of  the  Seasons. 

1  Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Awake  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  ; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours, 
The  hand  from  which  our  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  revolving  round 
In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise ; 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honours  raise. 

3  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 
Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 


FLEETING    YEARS. 


619. 


4  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe, 
All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 


619.         7S.  M.         J.Newton. 
The  Fleeting  Years  of  Life. 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here ! 

Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 
They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 
But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 
Speedily  the  mark  to  find, — 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 
37* 


620  ,  621.  FLEETING   YEARS. 


020.  L.  M.         Doddridge. 

The  Closing  or  Opening  Year. 

1  Great  God  !   we  sing  that  mighty  hand. 
By  which,  supported,  still  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guided  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And,  peaceful,  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  Though  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

6 21.  L.  M>  Doddridge. 

For  the  Closing  or  Opening  Year. 

1  My  Helper,  God !  I  bless  his  name ; 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same : 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care, 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 


THE    CLOSING    YEAR.  622. 

2  I  midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  my  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And,  while  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  blessings  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  My  grateful  soul,  on  Jordan's  shore, 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
To  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
The  mem'ry  of  immortal  love. 

622.  C.  M.         Browne. 

The  Closing  Year. 

1  And  now,  my  soul,  another  year, 

Of  my  short  life  is  past : 
I  cannot  long  continue  here ; 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Part  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  fleeting  moments  run — 
The  few  which  yet  remain  ! 

3  Awake,  my  soul !  with  all  thy  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn ; 
What  are  thy  hopes — -how  sure,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins, 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
Through  Christ,  so  freely  given. 


623,  624.  THE    CLOSING   YEAR.  « 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

623.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Closing  Year. 

1  God  of  our  life  !  thy  constant  care 

With  blessings  crowns  each  opening  year 
These  lives  so  frail  thy  love  prolongs ; 
Be  this  the  burden  of  our  songs. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since,  from  this  day,  the  changing  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  course  has  run ! 

3  We  yet  survive,  but  who  can  say, 

Or  through  the  year,  or  month,  or  day, 
He  shall  retain  his  vital  breath, 
Secure  from  all  the  shafts  of  death. 

4  We  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  worlds  unknown ; 
To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign, 

Make  them  and  own  them  all  as  thine. 


624L  CM.  Doddridge. 

Reflections  for  a  New  Year. 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds  ! 

How  short  the  months  appear  ! 


NEW    YEAR. 


625. 


2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  great  concerns  to  see ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  Thus  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  peaceful  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

625.  C.   P.   M.  Green. 

Eve  of  a  New  Year. 

1  My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years 
Fly,  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres 

Around  the  steady  pole  ; 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
Till  I  shall  launch  those  boundless  deeps, 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  Before  thy  throne,  Great  God,  I  bow, 
And  humbly  beg  assistance  now, 

To  know  my  real  state : 
While  life,  and  health,  and  time  endure, 
Fain  would  I  make  my  heaven  secure, 

Before  it  be  too  late. 


626.  NEW   YEAR. 

3  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Help  me  to  choose  that  better  way, 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
My  soul  renew,  my  sins  forgive ; 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die ! 

4  With  thee  let  every  day  be  past ; 

t  And  when  that  comes,  which  proves  my  last, 

May  glory  dawn  within  ! 
Relieve  me  then  from  every  doubt ; 
And,  ere  life's  glimmering  lamp  goes  out, 

Let  endless  joys  begin. 

626*  CM.-         Bp.  Middle-ton. 

Self -Examination.     New  Year. 

1  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed ; 
And  time  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father !  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  labouring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer : 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O  speed  my  soul  to  thee ! 


NEW    YEAR.  627. 

627*         L.  M.        61.  Montgomery. 

The  Journey  of  Life.     New  Year. 

Thus  far  on  life's  perplexing  path, 
Thus  far  the  Lord  our  steps  hath  led ; 
Safe  from  the  world's  pursuing  wrath, 
Unharmed  though  floods  hung  o'er  our  head : 
Here  then  we  pause,  look  back,  adore, 
Like  ransom' d  Israel  from  the  shore. 

Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below. 
As  all  our  fathers  in  their  day, 
We  to  a  land  of  promise  go, 
Lord  !  by  thine  own  appointed  way ; 
Still  guide,  illumine,  cheer  our  flight, 
In  cloud  by  day,  in  fire  by  night. 

When  we  have  numbered  all  our  years, 
And  stand  at  length  on  Jordan's  brink, 
Though  the  flesh  fail  with  human  fears, 
Oh  !  let  not  then  the  spirit  shrink  ; 
But  strong  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Plunge  through  the  stream, — to  rise  above. 


CCASIONAL  AND  MISCELLANEOUS. 

628.  L.  M.        6 1.  J.  Taylor. 

Charity  to  the  Suffering. 

0  ye,  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 

Bow  at  his  throne  and  feel  his  grace — 
Who  ask  in  prayer  and  own  in  praise 
The  bounteous  love  which  gilds  your  days, 
Catch  from  above  the  hallowed  flame  ; 
Be  worthy  of  the  Christian  name. 

Where'er  distress  and  pain  appear, 
Let  pity's  ready  hand  be  there; 
With  cheering  wine  and  fragrant  oil 
Bid  languor  glow,  and  anguish  smile ; 
Though  want  her  lowliest  form  may  wear, 
The  image  of  your  God  is  there. 

When  He,  the  sovereign  Judge,  draws  nigh, 
And  holds  the  unerring  beam  on  high, 
Then  shall  sweet  Charity  prevail, 
And  angels  mark  the  sinking  scale  ; 
Jesus  shall  call  his  followers  home ; 
"  Ye  blessed  of  my  Father,  come  !" 

629.  C.    M.  Browne. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

1  O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 

And  ask  for  mercy  there, 
Who  never  soothe  the  poor  man's  pang, 
Nor  dried  the  orphan's  tear  ! 


CHARITABLE    OCCASIONS.  630* 

2  The  dread  Omnipotence  of  heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke  ; 
Yet  still  the  mercy  of  our  God 
Withholds  the  avenging  stroke. 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain  ; 
And  never  did  imploring  wretch 
His  garment  touch  in  vain. 

4  May  we  with  humble  effort  take 

Example  from  above ; 
And  thence  the  active  lesson  learn 
Of  charity  and  love. 

5  But  chiefly  be  the  labour  ours 

To  shade  the  early  plant ; 
To  guard  from  ignorance  and  guilt 
The  infancy  of  want : 

6  To  graft  the  virtues,  ere  the  bud 

The  canker-worm  has  gnawed, 
And  teach  the  rescued  child  to  lisp 
Its  gratitude  to  God. 

630.      C.  M.      peabody. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbour?  he  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbour?  'tis  the  fainting  poor. 

Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim ; 
O  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 
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631.  FOR   A    DAY   OF   HUMILIATION. 

3  Thy  neighbour  ?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim ; 
With  words  of  high  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbour?  'tis  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbour  ?  pass  no  mourner  by  ; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 
A  breaking  heart  from  misery ; 
Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 

03  8  •  S.  JM.         Drummond. 

11  Is  it  such  a  fast  that  I  have  chosen  ?  " 

1  "  Is  this  a  fast  for  me  1 " 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God, — 
"  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul, 
And  feel  affliction's  rod? 

2  "  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 
His  sorrow-stricken  head ; 

With  sackcloth  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread  ? 

3  "  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  th'  avenging  hand, 

Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land? 

4  "  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 
The  sacred  fast  I  choose  ; — 

Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ? 


FOR   A    DAY    OF    HUMILIATION.  632* 

>  "  To  nakedness  and  want 
Your  food  and  raiment  deal ; 

To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal? 

>  u  Then,  like  a  morning  ray, 
Shall  spring  your  health  and  light ; 

Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright?" 


632.         L.  M.         Dyer. 
For  a  day  of  Humiliation. 

1  Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds, 
And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore ! 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power : 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 
That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  fby  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 
To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 

Thine  incense  a  repentant  sigh. 

4  O  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 
Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God ! 


633,  634.    FOR   A    DAY   OF    THANKSGIVING. 

00O»  L.  JM.  Anonymous. 

Thanksgiving  Hymn  at  Harvest. 

1  Great  God  !  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favour  still  has  crowned  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat : 
"  Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat ;" 

"  The  joy  of  harvest"  we  have  known; 
The  praise,  O  Lord !  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord ! 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace ; 
Ripen  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  Iqw. 

5  That  so,  when  angel-reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home. 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 


634.         C.  M.  Watts. 

"Thou  shalt  teach  them  to  thy  children." 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  performed  of  old : 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 


REMEMBRANCE    OF   THE    FATHERS.  63«5« 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known — 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down 
To  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

635.  C.   M.  Tate  and  Brady. 

"  Thy  right  hand  hath  gotten  the  victory." 

1  O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 

In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  elder  times  than  theirs. 

2  'T  was  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword. 

To  them  salvation  gave ; 
Nor  strength,  that  from  unequal  force 
Their  fainting  troops  could  save : 

3  But  thy  right  hand  and  powerful  arm. 

Whose  succour  they  implored ; 
Thy  presence  with  the  favoured  race, 
Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned, 

Thou  art  our  sovereign  King ; 
O,  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring. 

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636,  637.    REMEMBRANCE    OF    THE    FATHERS. 

636.  L.  M.         Flint. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 

1  In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage ; 
And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines, 
Our  youth  is  blessed,  and  soothed  our  age. 

2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  due, 
That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here, 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard  to  the  Planter  dear ! 

3  The  toils  they  bore  our  ease  have  wrought ; 
They  sowed  in  tears, — in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought, 

We  '11  guard  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
In  weal  and  woe,  through  all  the  past. 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own, 
While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 


63  ••       I-i.  JY1.       Roscoe. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 

1  Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  world's  extended  kingdoms  lie ; 
Whose  favouring  smile  upholds  them  all. 
Whose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ; 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne ; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  goodness  own ; 
But,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 


PRAYER    FOR    OUR    COUNTRY.  038* 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own; 
To  thee  with  grateful  hearts  shall  raise 
Their  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

4  Our  God,  our  Guardian,  and  our  Friend ! 
Oh  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 

For  ages  may  thy  kindness  last. 

638.      C.  M.      wrefokd. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  O  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion  shed  her  light 

On  days  of  rest  and  toil, 
And  piety  and  virtue  reign, 
And  bless  our  native  soil. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations  !  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 


639,  640.  PRAYER  FOR  OUR  COUNTRY. 

639.        8&6s.  M.  hebek. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour ; 
Prom  guilty  pride,  and  lust  of  power ; 
From  wild  sedition's  lawless  hour; 

From  yoke  of  slavery ; 
From  blinded  zeal  by  faction  led  ; 
From  giddy  change  by  fancy  bred ; 
From  poisoned  error's  serpent  head, 

Good  Lord,  preserve  us  free. 

2  Defend,  O  God,  with  guardian  hand, 
The  laws  and  rulers  of  our  land, 
And  grant  thy  churches  grace  to  stand 

In  faith  and  unity ! 
Thy  Spirit's  help  of  thee  we  crave, 
That  thy  Messiah,  sent  to  save, 
Returning  to  the  world  might  have 

A  people  serving  thee ! 


64r0»  L.   M.  Montgomery. 

On  laying  the  Corner  Stone  of  a  Church. 

1  This  stone  to  thee  in  faith  we  lay ; 
We  build  the  temple,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day, 
To  guard  this  house  and  sanctuary. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 

Hear  thou  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And,  when  thou  hearest,  O,  forgive  ! 


DEDICATION    HYMN.  641. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 

Still,  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  Hosanna  !  to  their  Heavenly  King, 
When  children's  voices  raise  that  song, 
Hosanna  !  let  their  angels  sing, 

And  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong. 

5  But  will  indeed  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 
Here  will  the  world's  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest '? 

6  That  glory  never  hence  depart ! 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

641.  L.  M.  Willis. 

For  a  Dedication. 

1  The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple — built  by  God ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 

And  heaved  its  pillars,  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high — 
The  broad  illimitable  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood — 
The  sea,  the  sky — and  "all  was  good;" 
And,  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
The  '"morning  stars  together  sang." 


G42,  6 US.  DEDICATION    HYMN. 

4  Lord  !  't  is  not  ours  to  make  the  sea 
And  earth  and  sky  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 
An  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 


642.        C.  M.        Bkyant. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  O  Thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 

Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end 
Securely  by  thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way, 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

643.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Dedication  of  a  House  of  Worship. 

1  O,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One ! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls ; 
To  thee,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 
Have  raised,  and  now  devote  these  walls. 


ORDINATION    HYMN.  <>  I  L 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 
And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honour  dwell ;  and  here, 
As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 
Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung 

On  wings  of  light  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 

On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 

G44:.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

For  an  Ordination, 

1  O  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height ! 
Our  God,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 

•  Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light, 
Let  thy  adoring  children  bend. 

2  We  kneel  in  praise,  that  here  is  set 
A  vine  that  by  thy  culture  grew ; 

We  kneel  in  prayer,  that  thou  wouldst  wet 
Its  opening  leaves  with  heavenly  dew. 

3  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 
Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth  ! 


64«)«  ORDINATION    HYMN. 

4  Here  may  his  doctrines  drop  like  rain, 
His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 
Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 
Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

5  And  when  he  sinks  in  death — by  care, 
Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed — 

0  God  !  remember  thou  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 

64r5»  C   M.         Frothingham. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

1  O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 

Ere  nature  was  begun, 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

2  We  hail  the  church,  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathens'  rage  and  scoff; 
Thy  Providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"  The  Lamb  the  Light  thereof." 

3  Thy  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat, 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars.  * 

4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love, — 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above. 

5  Teach  thou  thy  youthful  servant,  Lord, 

The  mysteries  he  reveals, 
That  reverence  may  receive  the  word, 
And  meekness  loose  the  seals. 

*  Rev.  ii.  I. 


ORDINATION   HYMN.  646,  647* 

64:6*  L.    M.  FROTHINGHAM. 

For  an  Ordination. 

1  O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 
Within,  around  us,  and  above ! 

Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 
Whose  word  is  truth,  whose  name  is  love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed, 
Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place ; 

With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received — 
Our  spirit's  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  imfluence  pour, 
To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Direct  and  guard  the  youthful  strength 
Devoted  to  thy  Son  this  day; 

And  give  thy  word  full  course  at  length 
O'er  man's  defects,  and  time's  decay. 

5  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side — 
Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

647.  C.  M.  H.  Ware. 

On  opening  an  Organ. 

1  All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare 
To  whom  they  all  belong ; 
There  is  a  voice  in  every  star, 
In  every  breeze  a  song. 
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048.  THE    ORGAN. 

2  Sweet  music  fills  the  world  abroad 

With  strains  of  love  and  power ; 
The  stormy  sea  sings  praise  to  God — 
The  thunder  and  the  shower. 

3  To  God  the  tribes  of  ocean  cry, 

And  birds  upon  the  wing ; 
To  God,  the  powers  that  dwell  on  high 
Their  tuneful  tribute  bring. 

4  Like  them  let  man  the  throne  surround, 

With  them  loud  chorus  raise, 
While  instruments  of  loftiest  sound 
Assist  his  feeble  praise. 

5  Great  God  !  to  thee  we  consecrate 

Our  voices  and  our  skill ; 
We  bid  the  pealing  organ  wait 
To  speak  alone  thy  will. 

6  Oh,  teach  its  rich  and  swelling  notes 

To  lift  our  souls  on  high ; 
And  while  the  music  round  us  floats, 
Let  earth-born  passion  die. 

64:8.  CM.  Doddridge. 

For  a  Meeting  of  Ministers 

1  Let  Z ion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  the  alarm  they  give ; 
Now  let,  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 


<&49.  FOR   A   MEETING    OF    MINISTERS. 

3  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

The  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord  !  how  should  we  appear  1 

4  May  they,  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls. 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

649.         L.  M.         Mason. 
God  Reflected  in  Christ. 

1  Thou,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 
And  by  thine  offspring  here  unknown, 
To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 

Hast  set  thine  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 
O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays, 
When  shining  with  reflected  light, 

3  So  in  thy  Son,  thy  power  divine, 
Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth,  and  love, 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4  O  thou,  at  whose  almighty  word, 
Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
Teach  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  trace  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

5  While  we  thine  image,  there  displayed, 
With  love  and  admiration  view, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head ; 
That  we  may  bear  thine  image  too. 


€k>0,  651.  MISSIONARY    HYMNS. 


650.  H.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

1  Rise,  Sun  of  glory  !  rise, 

And  chase  the  shades  of  night, 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 
And  hide  the  sacred  light; 
O  chase  those  dreary  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  dawning  of  the  day ! 

2  Now  send  thy  Spirit  down 
On  all  the  nations,  Lord ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 
The  preaching  of  thy  word ; 

That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 
To  all  our  fallen  race, 

And  all  the  earth  become 

The  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
Where  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
In  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

651.      7  &  6s.  M.      bp.  heber. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 


MISSIONARY    HYMNS.  652. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation  !  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 


652.  C.  P.   M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

On  "Western  Missions. 

When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 

Our  wandering  fathers  came, 
Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  youth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth, 

To  keep  them  in  thy  name. 

Then,  through  our  solitary  coast, 
The  desert  features  soon  were  lost ; 

Thy  temples  here  arose  ; 
Our  shores,  as  culture  made  them  fair, 
Were  hallowed  by  thy  rites,  by  prayer, 

And  blossomed  as  the  rose. 
39* 


6*>U.  MISSIONARY    HYMNS. 

3  And,  O,  may  we  repay  this  debt, 
To  regions  solitary  yet 

Within  our  spreading  land  ! 
There  brethren,  from  our  common  home, 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers  roam. 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 

4  Father,  we  own  this  debt  of  love  ; 

0  shed  thy  Spirit  from  above  ; 
To  move  each  Christian  breast, 

Till  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  temples  rise,  to  fix  thy  name 
Through  all  our  desert  west. 

653.      8,  7,  &/  4s.  M.       cotterill. 

"A  light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles.'''' 

1  O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness, 

Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze ; 
See  the  kindred  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze; 
Darkness  brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness! 

Rise  and  shine:  thy  blessings  bring; 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles ! 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing; 
To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 

Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone : 
Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth,  as  floods  the  sea. 


mariner's  hymn.  6*54. 

4  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word ; — at  thy  command. 
Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land ; 
Lord,  be  with  them 
Alway  to  the  end  of  time. 

654.         L.  M.  61.         Anonymous. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 
Lord  of  the  sea  !  thy  potent  sway 
Old  ocean's  wildest  waves  obey ; 
The  gale  that  whistles  through  the  shrouds, 
The  storm  that  drives  the  frighted  clouds — 
If  but  thy  whisper  order  peace, 
How  soon  their  rude  commotions  cease ! 

Lord  of  the  sea ! — the  silent  hour, 

And  deep,  dull  calm,  confess  thy  power; 

The  sun,  that  pours  his  welcome  light, 

The  moon,  that  makes  the  dark  scene  bright, 

The  guiding  star,  the  fav'ring  wind, 

Display  a  good  and  sovereign  mind. 

Lord  of  the  sea  ! — the  seaman  keep 
From  all  the  dangers  of  the  deep  ! 
When  high  the  white-capped  billows  rise. 
When  tempests  War  along  the  skies, 
When  foes  or  shoals  awaken  fear — 
O,  in  thy  mercy,  be  thou  near ! 

Lord  of  the  sea  ! — when  safe  from  harm, 
The  sailor  rests  in  slumbers  calm, 
May  dreams  of  home  his  spirit  cheer, — 
Dreams  that  shall  never  false  appear ; 
May  thoughts  of  friends,  and  peace,  and  thee, 
His  solid  consolations  be  ! 


G&5.  the  mariner's  hymn. 

5  Lord  of  the  sea  ! — a  sea  is  life 
Of  care  and  sorrow,  woe  and  strife ; 
With  watchful  pains  we  steer  along, 
To  keep  the  right  path,  shun  the  wrong 
God  grant,  that  after  every  roam, 
We  gain  an  everlasting  home  ! 


655*  L.   M.  C.Wesley. 

"  They  that  go  doivn  to  the  sea  in  ships." 

1  Lord  of  the  wide  extended  main  ! 
Whose  power  the  winds  and  seas  controls, 
Whose  hand  doth  earth  and  heaven  sustain, 
Whose  spirit  leads  believing  souls ; 

2  Throughout  the  deep  thy  footsteps  shine: 
We  own  thy  way  is  in  the  sea, 
O'erawed  by  majesty  divine, 

And  lost  in  thine  immensity  ! 

3  Thy  wisdom  here  we  learn  to  adore, 
Thine  everlasting  truth  we  prove, 
Amazing  heights  of  boundless  power ; 
Unfathomable  depths  of  love. 

4  Infinite  God !  thy  greatness  spanned 
These  heavens,  and  meted  out  the  skies; 
Lo  !  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 

The  measured  waters  sink  and  rise. 

5  Thee  to  perfection  who  can  tell? 
Earth  and  her  sons  beneath  thee  lie, 
Lighter  than  dust  within  thy  scale, 
And  less  than  nothing  in  thine  eye. 


the  traveller's  hymn.  656,  657. 

656.      L.  M.      mme.guion. 

The  Wanderer's  Hymn. 

1  Oh  Thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide ; 
My  Lord  !  how  full  of  sweet  content 
I  pass  my  years  of  banishment ! 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove 

To  souls  impressed  with  sacred  love ! 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 

But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'T  is  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

657.         CM.         Addison. 
The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
They  pass  unhurt  through  burning  climes, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 


658.  PARTING   HYMN. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil, 

Makes  every  region  please ; 
The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boisterous  seas. 

4  Though  by  the  dreadful  tempest  tossed 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

5  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

6  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore ; 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

658.  7s.  M.         J.  Newton. 

Hymn  at  Parting. 

1  As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
Shines  on  every  place  the  same ; 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call 
He  is  with  them  by  the  way ; 
He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go  and  those  who  stay. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 
Nothing  can  their  souls  confine; 
Still  in  spirit  may  they  meet, 
And  in  sweet  communion  join. 


PARTING   HYMN.  658. 

4  For  a  season  called  to  part, 
Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

5  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

6  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  j 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 


